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Dec 2013
the eyeliner
i left on your pillow
will haunt you
for days

the system
is breaking down
i cannot see straight anymore
the mystery
is an open frown
i cannot feel bad for a sorry *****.

scream the words like you cannot
speak any softer
and remember how i fought
for you to love me after
i stabbed you in the neck
with my depressive borderline destruction

do not break
my darling soul
live past me
and love

do not hate
my love is full
run away, fast from me
and the angels call from above
Aviendha Goodrich
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Aviendha Goodrich  21/Cisgender Female/Maryland
(21/Cisgender Female/Maryland)   
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