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  • when it's really not.

    we all have a story to tell. mine consists of rotten flowers, left at my window, to turn from pink to green to a bruised purple to gray. mine holds surprises that contain no real surprise, only bloody sheets and a signe…

  • like flying

    i can tell the train is coming because the birds are screaming out ugly words at the tracks my tears have left in my face. i think i can feel the vibrations but i don't know if it's my legs shaking or the train comi…

  • i won't be seeing you so soon

    your death was the worst out of all of them and my death will be the easiest because then i can finally move on. i tell people time and time again that i make no sense and they say yes i do and if i didn't they wouldn't…

  • untangle them

    magdeline;; a last sigh escapes her lips, as she watches the people below, with an intensity, that is out of place. tom;; as he looks up at the sky, he catches sight of a girl, standing on a building, looking down at hi…

  • what i'll soon be

    the wind blows, pushing me, to the edge, of the lake. the birds chirp, singing me, songs i will, never hear again. it feels dead, inside me, and dead, is what i'll soon be. doubt worms itself, into me, which makes me …

  • the truth

    she ran through the crowd, never stopping to look back. they didn't notice her much, and she didn't really care. she was thinking how it's very lukewarm out, like the hot chocolate she left sitting in the basement, for …

  • the music continues

    the music continues on from the car, and i walk down the incline, carefully stepping over broken beer bottles. a tune most fitting reaches my ears, right as i make it down to the frigid waters. the waves are murmuring s…

  • a prequel and a sequel

    s h e t r i e d t o h o l d h i s h a n d ; but he recoiled from her touch. it hurt her deeply, and she came to the conclusion, that no one loved her. t h a t n i g h t ; she decided to end her existence, an…

  • notes and quotes

    t h e n ; a piece of paper flutters from her hand, with writing on it. i pick it up, ready to give it back, and read it instead. 'im taking my life tonight, and i've never felt more depressed.' 5 s e c o n d s t o o…

  • nightmares

    i found her in kitchen. she decided to go out giving someone n i g h t m a r e s . she was placed at the island counter, turned at the perfect position so that you couldn't see where the knife met her b a c k . when…

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