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Jul 2011 · 548
Dusty cars
Annabel Jul 2011
Sit and stay
Talk to me on this restless night
I know not your sorrow,
But trust me, dear,
I know mine
A few cuts, a few scars.
So, sit and stay
Let's whisper in this dusty car.
Jul 2011 · 637
Your betrayal.
Annabel Jul 2011
I choked on that sentence
The ultimate betrayal
But couldn't he see?
It wasn't him
It was me
Jul 2011 · 3.5k
Nervous.
Annabel Jul 2011
I am nervous
I am a smoke alarm
I am not what you're looking for
I am an organized wreck
I am nervous
Jul 2011 · 852
Just maybe
Annabel Jul 2011
Maybe I'll do this forever
Sit here with my favorite blue pen and write.
I'll sit and write, and maybe,
Just for tonight,
Everything will be alright.
Jul 2011 · 512
your eyes.
Annabel Jul 2011
Your eyes, full of hate
They cut through my skin, leaving jagged edges in my mind
These cuts are deeper than they seem, bruising what's left of my body
And taking the rest of my sanity
You're pushing me
Pushing me towards self destruction, annihilation
You cut right through me

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