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Victoria Jun 2014
i haven't let
a blade
dance upon my wrist
in months

but now it aches
and it feels like
i'm coming home

sleeping with self destruction
Victoria Jun 2014
large mobs,

listening from the outside,
poking and prodding at our lives,

upholding our monkey brainsĀ 
while manipulating our emotions;

everyone tries to fix things for us

he actually thought he did
Victoria Jun 2014
You thawed the ice around my heart
but you set my insides on fire.
Today, I'm only ashes and smoke.
Too much of a good thing is bad for you.
She
Victoria Jun 2014
She
I met a girl

whose pretty blue eyes

have more depth than the sea.

I'm drowning and I don't know how to swim.

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