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Aug 2014
I wish that I was a better artist so I could draw the evil images behind my eyelids.
I wish I could see why I've been denied happiness.
I wish I wasn't so plain.
I wish I were a better poet,
so I could write my pain.
And spin something beautiful from it.
I wish I believed in wishing,
I wish I'd found hope in something-
Anything.
But most of all, I wish you would see that I'm trying.
This is the only thing I've written my father has liked.
Madame Eleanor
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Madame Eleanor  IN, United States
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   Creep and Joseph Schneider
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