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 Jul 2017 JAC
Marrisa
Endurance
 Jul 2017 JAC
Marrisa
Pain brings me back.
Every time I open my eyes it's to this anguish,
blinding me to all else.
It's the only thing that convinces me I'm still here.
Faces flash.
Hands hold me down.
None of it registers.
None of it sinks into me like the burning torment of my body.
The agony radiates through all of me.
The only thing I can do is surrender to the blanket of dark
where I feel nothing, see nothing.
Where even nightmares cannot find me.
Where I can cease to exist.
 Jul 2017 JAC
Lvice
12:50 p.m
 Jul 2017 JAC
Lvice
We're all
Afraid
Of something beautiful
 Jul 2017 JAC
rose
Stars
 Jul 2017 JAC
rose
Don't go so fast
You forget to look at the stars
Again
IDK I just fall in love with the nooks and crannies of the world and wish more people would notice them
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 Jul 2017 JAC
rose
unsettling
 Jul 2017 JAC
rose
How unsettling
Now I'll rest
until
The roaring waves
roll down
to
Complete stillness
 Jul 2017 JAC
Anne Molony
that look
 Jul 2017 JAC
Anne Molony
you know the look
the look
when you feel eyes on the side of your face
but you're not completely sure
so you turn
instantly catching them
looking
their addictive
ice blue eyes
staring
and then quickly they're gone
looking somewhere else
like the floor or  
out the window or
pretending to be deep in thought
but
you know that they've been looking
because you've caught them twice before
 Jul 2017 JAC
Jane Marie Cooper
As is sit in this plane
I grow angrier and angrier
As it is late flying off.
I look out the window and stare into,the distance and see a green field.
Then I start to day dream about my life and all that it has become.
Then I think about what if this is my last flight.
Maybe this is the flight that ends my life falling, plumpiting into this earth.
Hit it right smack in the face.
As my body burns into ashes in one breath.
I think maybe I should be closer to my family, maybe be a better person.
You know same old same old as if I was already told that I should be doing this.
My neck is burning from the thought of not having my hand made rosary.
I always bring it when I'm flying.
I think to myself how foolish it is to think a necklace can make me feel safe.
Than the backing of the plane wakes me up from my day dream.
And I thank the sky that I was given an opportunity to have twenty more mins to live.
To be able to breathe in and out yet again.
My anger cease to exit, as I am glad to still exit.
If I survive this flight, I shall change my ways.
An agreement with my brain and heart.
 Jul 2017 JAC
everly
day 12
 Jul 2017 JAC
everly
I've been writing so much recently
yet

I still feel

hollow..
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