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    i still love my memory, and its ability to dig deep. i can’t even find the strength to think things through. these four green pale walls for company. my only hope is erasing the remnants of yesterday. shaded green, bright green; it's a mellow atmosphere. close the curtains. ...
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    who are we? i know nothing for my part with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream. we have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night— we long to believe that creation rises and sets for us, that we are the reason there is a universe. why does space...
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    she read and reread and read again until her eyes burned and she memorized every stinging word. the hand writing was sloppy and careless like she didn’t really matter, like she was a chore. she coughed the idea away and pretended it didn’t hurt her. she pretended she wasn’t sad, and s...
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    i remember when music was my refuge. i could leave the world at the strum of a scream, or the melodic beat of a bass. and sometimes i could crawl into the space between notes and relapse into my loneliness. if attention were currency i’d be in deep debt with the sky. the nigh...
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    made a wish and didn't look back. it was almost as if i begged the sky to hear me and watch me as i told my secrets to the palms of my hands....
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    your daughter lies peacefully, sleeping, dreaming. you watch her calm, leisurely breaths and you don’t see airplanes crashing into towers in her mind, you don’t see her replay the videotape of her father’s murder. the date is september 11, 2005. 4 days ago marks her 7th year on eart...
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    skin picking itself away, you head butted him— “he’s scary.” you need help. i don’t understand how bruised, bandaged arms are acceptable to you, or society. and he says it’s fine, but the pain he depicts says anything but fine. he once tried to get help but the doctor thou...
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    so long to electric fences it’s been months since you’ve worn a long sleeve shirt, and i bet your legs are starting to feel abandoned. but your arms are ‘loved’ because that’s what they make you write on them. stop. if it’s bleeding, make it stop. if it’s painting, nev...
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    and it’s the choking on water when lungs just collapse— THEY JUST COLLAPSE— and it’s crazy veins popping head aching screaming don’t you know don’t you know DON’T YOU KNOW? and Love, I don’t, because I spent six long years —the six l.o.n.g.e.s.t year...
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    i. love, couldn’t you just let me go? it’s like poison being injected into self-inflicted wounds—and this happens while the toxic waste basket sits next to you, but you can only scream as gashes are being torn open again and again and again. you watch the green pus fill your inse...
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    Sometimes I wonder where did you go and why I didn’t know But you were always a mystery to me always just a theory I am always looking always in the woods listening for your air and searching for your breath But where can I find you where should I go how will I know which cave to...
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    lovely, loveless, listen to me. please. reach out of your tunnel, i can hear your fear caving in. invisible, visible, viable, reliable— listen. listen to me. don’t you let yourself fall back into the hurt of emptiness, the pain of meaningless. pull her from your stomach, your bra...
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    we are islands on a map, getting lost in organs and twisted hearts. if i could wrap you up in tissue like a chipped tooth i'd do it. because everyone deserves to be protected. it's weird, you know? i sit here crunched up in a toilet cubicle because even sitting at a table is scary. and i am...
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    there is an anger to this world. there is a harsh reality that hides under bloody remains and between broken tiles. there is an anger to the collapsed hope you buried in your backyard after the wind shifted. there is an anger that tingles up the back of your spine, a taunting that cr...

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