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 Dec 2014 brooke
Kate Irons
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 Dec 2014 brooke
Kate Irons
;
i'll tell you my sins
so you can sharpen your knife
Take Me To Church // Hozier
 Dec 2014 brooke
Love In Hiding
home
 Dec 2014 brooke
Love In Hiding
the smell of her
lingers on the
flannel that she held.
the flannel reminds me
of home,
not here. but her.
wherever i am with her is home.
 Dec 2014 brooke
June
Night
 Dec 2014 brooke
June
First of all,
I wonder why,
So many people dream at night.
What is the wonder,
I shall see,
That ensnares many like me.
I don't really know. I wrote whatever I wrote. No seriously. Like what. Anyway, first poem on this website hope its okay.
 Dec 2014 brooke
Wolfey
Used
 Dec 2014 brooke
Wolfey
We used to be bestfriends.
We used to write to eachother who'd we be if we could have chosen ourselves.
We used to hangout everyday,
the anxiety instantly dripping away.
Because we just didn't care.
We used to talk about all our problems and ways we can fix eachother.
We used to ditch class to talk humbly.
We'd take pictures and have irritation when someone would steal our spot.
Even in the large,
rough grounded place.
We sat leg to leg.
Shoulder to shoulder.
We used to listent to music and fight the urge to scream.
We used to be so close.
Your the Beauty and I'm the Beast.
To Someone special. H.W.
 Dec 2014 brooke
Eliza Jane
Used.
 Dec 2014 brooke
Eliza Jane
She's using you.
Can't you see?
My heart is hurting for you.
She needs a shoulder to try on,
Your emotions blind you to the manipulation.
Why settle for one love,
When you can have two?
Don't you realise,
You are so heart over head.
Dear friend,
Why do you not see.
Fiction
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