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Feb 2016 · 295
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Elizabeth Pryor Feb 2016
I’ve bled my way to hell
I’m too far gone.
I should be missed
When I cease to exist.
Jan 2016 · 388
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Elizabeth Pryor Jan 2016
On December 14, 2012
Children hid in cubbies,
They hid in shelves.
Teacher's surrounded
And spoke them kind words,
For out in the halls,
The shots could be heard.
Just an elementary school
Filled with laughter and joy,
Was stripped of its fun
All because of one boy.
A tear fell from America's eyes,
As we heard the news,
For now twenty-six angels,
Our country did lose.
Newtown, Connecticut
Will never be the same.
Engraved in its heart,
Is sorrow and pain.
Twenty children,
Six adults.
They didn't deserve it,
They weren't at fault.
Now all of our hearts
Are filled with sorrow,
We never expected
They wouldn't see tomorrow.
On December 14, 2012,
One special angel
Flew away from me.
Jan 2016 · 248
If only...
Elizabeth Pryor Jan 2016
If only it was so easy,
To just snap out of.

If only it was so easy,
To just be happy.
Dec 2015 · 185
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Elizabeth Pryor Dec 2015
Sometimes I wonder why I try so hard to impress someone that will never, ever love me, but then I remember that a long time ago, they did the same exact thing to me.
Dec 2015 · 170
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Elizabeth Pryor Dec 2015
I sit here
In the light
Of the moon
Without the one
Who makes me
My best self
Nov 2015 · 203
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Elizabeth Pryor Nov 2015
In Japan they say that
cherry blossoms mean its spring,
It's not spring here.
Nov 2015 · 229
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Elizabeth Pryor Nov 2015
My finger is dancing
Behind the trigger
While the barrel
Is pressed to my temple
Nov 2015 · 212
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Elizabeth Pryor Nov 2015
Everyone says I see dead people
But, to me they're still living.
Nov 2015 · 228
Happy
Elizabeth Pryor Nov 2015
All I want is
to be happy
And if I can’t
be happy
I’d rather be
dead
Oct 2015 · 225
Harm
Elizabeth Pryor Oct 2015
His name is Harm
but he causes the opposite.

He causes me butterflies,
and joyous laughs.

He tells me i'm pretty,
and that I'm good enough.

His name is Harm
and he's my only friend.
Oct 2015 · 278
Halloween
Elizabeth Pryor Oct 2015
Kids say
Trick or treat
Without realizing
Life is tricks
With no treats
Oct 2015 · 214
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Elizabeth Pryor Oct 2015
There once was a girl
Who used to get beat
She would happily greet
Everyone she would meet
But when she got home
She would cry and feel alone
It was her only way to cope
Besides smoking dope
Life was a lie
So she continued to cry
Until one night
She gave up her fight
She stopped her lies
And said her goodbyes
She laid down
Only to never get back up
Oct 2015 · 325
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Elizabeth Pryor Oct 2015
Chocolate covered Strawberries.
Spaghetti and Cheese.
Carrots and Peas.
A pie filled with Blueberries.
It all comes back up,
At some point or another.

— The End —