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AavelinaJaden May 2014
weeping *willows
crying cedars
sobbing sycamores

a forest of depressed shrubbery calling out for help
AavelinaJaden May 2014
We grow up being told to read then we wonder why love hurts to bad.
My first love novel gave me a paper cut on heart and I've never been the same
i Apr 2014
you aren't human,
filled with fake
blood, just so you
can bleed and
haunt me.
AavelinaJaden Apr 2014
15w
I am so afraid that one day your heart will grow legs and run away
Please s t a y
Taru Marcellus Apr 2014
While jaywalking:

I imagine a car
whisking me away
for the ride of a lifetime

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