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Anne Nino Jan 2016
she confused dream with life.
she remembered that it hurt. looking at everything hurts.
she's the kind of cold that isn't measured by the temperature.
she's a promise meant to be broken.
Anne Nino Jan 2016
she realized she didn't need to explain herself.
she grew a wallflower.
she was ******* sad.
she needed to remember that she's not needed anymore.
she needed to remember there's no saving her.
Anne Nino Jan 2016
the girl
who is finding herself in
alcohol and cigarettes

the girl
who got lost finding herself in
this society

the girl
who is finding herself in
places

the girl
who is finding herself in
these writings

little did she not know
she could find herself
deep inside her all along.
  Jan 2016 Anne Nino
Kara Jean
I tried to show you the stars
but all you saw was black sky.

I tried to lift you up
but all you noticed was how far you had to fall.

I tried to sing to you
but all you heard was the silence between words.

I tried to give you warmth
but all you felt was the itch of my sweater.

You're far too aware,
yet so very blind.
I wish you could see what I see.

— The End —