It was just a little scratch you could barely see It grew bigger and bigger without notice Silently Slowly It was eating me alive Despair seeped through in the form of a thick black smoke Smothering me Pulling me in Suffocating me It was stealing me from myself Forcing me to become an empty shell […]

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Things break. It’s a part of life. Broken dishes. Broken promises. Broken lives. Sometimes you manage to avoid the shards. But sometimes, sometimes they cut you deep. They make you bleed. And they leave scars. But as time goes on, Those once prominent scars begin to fade. Those fragmented pieces begin to mend. And what […]

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You know that feeling you get. That feeling like you’re alone. Alone with your thoughts. Your emotions. Your past. Your present. Your future. Alone with yourself. Well it sucks But it’s not as in no friends or people around you. I think it’s something everyone experiences. Something that you need. It makes you think of […]

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That hold you had on me That tight grip Those strangely devilish eyes They’re beginning to fade That artificial smile That unbearably soft voice Those taunts They’re slowly disappearing The fabricated lies The craving for attention Those infected by you They’re dissipating The unnaturally cold air The painfully fictitious truths You Have dissolved You’ve vanished […]

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My dreams. Their woven with too much fiction. It’s unreachable, what I long for. Yet I still won’t stop reaching.

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May the calories be ever in your favor The turkey, delectably golden brown Conversations light and deep Infectious laughter all around   Share your stories, show your heart Let the fun turn into a deadly bout Then switch the flip again When the turkey comes out     HAPPY THANKSGIVING ❤  

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When you’re in a crowded area, like in a train, and you have no idea where to look without looking like a creep, a pervert, or crazy. I mean the only place I can think of staring at is the ceiling but how weird would that be….

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The Stained Heart

It started off with just a dot in the middle of my palm. A dot so red it was almost black. The color of blood. I woke up to this stain. No matter how much I scrubbed, scratched, or peeled, it stayed. With each scratch, I could feel my body begin to heat. The kind […]

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