

Waking Up HurtsI woke up, barely. Nothing. What’s left? Meaningless remains, Simi sticky torn off sticker. Leftovers.Waking Up Hurts
Feeling useless, Unrefined. Unpopped popcorn, Bottom of the bag.
Spark of life, &nb


Through Van Goghs WindowSoft kiss of cool spring air, Taste the boundless azure sky. Dreamy, slow whisping clouds, Lush green trees swayed in the wind. Earthy smell of rain lingered. Two beings embraced together, Alone. The usual meeting place, a red steel pole. Just outside the middle school doors A beautiful Van Gogh Painting, Painted the death of my heart.Through Van Goghs Window
Now, when I see the pole, A dagger twists in my soul. I still see her standing there, Flowers gracefully placed in her hair. Hands clasped humbly behind her back. A ghostly visage. Voice soft and fading.
I missssssss yooooooooouuuu.
I hope you're having happy holidays and getting lots of fun stuff and eating lots of food.
Laura-muh-buh.
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She up and died in a fit of vanity
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She had a history of killing herself
I had a habit of dying
I think she gave me something to live for
I guess I helped her pass the time
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She had a history of killing herself
I had a habit of dying
I think she gave me something to live for
I guess I helped her pass the time
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My awesome hat and it's awesome cult
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"I apologize profusely for any inconvenience my murderous rampage may have caused." The female gnomes from WoW
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She had a history of killing herself
I had a habit of dying
I think she gave me something to live for
I guess I helped her pass the time
(sarah)
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watercoloured roses
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