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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    We’d always talk about how Drowning makes everyone think It’d be the most peaceful way to Go, but when the salt burns the back Of my throat and my lung are held down To where my feet touch the gritty bottom, I’d Be a fool to think that my last breath is worth That. The bump of the cold...
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    I don't want to fall asleep because I don't know if I could get up. Swallow me up, spit me out, laugh. Your torture spears through my temple giving my thoughts something to hold onto. Like Poe has explained before, pieces of my mind and matter have been put into these rooms. Purp...
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    The shore cradles the salty water, shushing it softly, like a lullaby. Somewhere off in the distance you can hear the faint yips of dogs or squeals of children at play. Brisk ocean breezes throw my hair back into a tousled bun. I stand at the tip of the shore, the waves kissing my feet, w...
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    I was once told I wasn't good enough to make the team and that I wasn't what he was looking for because I didn't have the body and every time I brought home A's and B's I was told by my dad that it wasn't good enough. But yet, here I am today, a starting varsity...
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    Like the way the ocean crashes down and fills every crater in the sand, your presence enlightens my body. The cracks by my eyes will see youth once again and my scars will slowly be erased from the morbid color they are. Your smirk rubs away the calluses and the blink of your eye adds a...
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    The temperature in the room dropped down to icy cold bursts coming out of the air conditioner. I fumbled around with the loose pieces of yarn on my favorite blanket and watched the clock tick by every second. I glanced at the phone – nothing. The high-pitched sting of my guitar still echo...

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