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Apr 2014
I wish she knew

 

I wish he knew

 

I cried last night

 

I thought about him all night last night

 

She steals my sleep like she steals my heart and tears

 

He is my 4am thoughts

 

I wonder if she can cry

 

Do boys cry over girls?

 

‘Cause I know that if I collected my tears, I could drown myself in them

 

There is nothing left of me, his presence haunts inside of me


I want to be part of everything that is her

 

Tomorrow I will tell him

 

Why don’t I just leave tonight, she wouldn’t even notice

 

I can’t wait to see him

 

Maybe I’ll stay to see her. Just once more

 

What am I thinking? I’m just a weird girl.

 

I love the way she is so weird and different

 

I have tied the noose

 

She looks sad. I want to be sad with her

 

Time for me to kick the chair

 

I could call her

 

I will always love him

 

No, stupid idea… Why not

 

(she dies)

 

Why isn’t she picking up 
I knew this was a bad idea

I don’t have a chance

I heard the news at school today

 

I hate myself

 

I hate her

 

(stumbles into janitors closet in tears)

(lays there for hours)

(he grabs a bottle of bleach and drinks it.

 

The end.
Female dialect supplied by Clara Hammann
Ariel Taverner
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Ariel Taverner  South Africa pretoria
(South Africa pretoria)   
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