Abuse

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SHE EMERGED

SHE EMERGED

She had questions that went unanswered
She had cries that went unheard
She learned to hide...

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Push Through

Can you still live amongst the bitterness.
How this place haunts your memory by day,
This...

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Liam Bower

I dont know what to say
I dont know how to feel
as i think about us
and how i thought...

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BATTLE IN THE MIND

Tired of being tired living life with no desire ...got my mind wondering how to find the difference between...

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SCARS

The scars we tend to hide thats bottled up inside only builds up and causes more damage later on in our...

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Behind Closed Doors

Behind closed doors..people see what I want them to see..behind close doors ..there's hidden secrets no one...

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Mams Museum...

Mams Museum...

Aisle upon aisle of all things alcohol, especially the fruitful wine
Fear upon fear I'm dreading 9 o...

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Janies needles

It was raining and beginning to get dark,
the waif-like pale faced woman stood in the shadows,...

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WHY STEAL MY PHONE ?

WHY STEAL MY PHONE ?

Do you know the guy who stole from me ?
Was he a teenager or maybe thirty three
I went out...

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Benjamin and Faith

Benjamin and Faith

Benjamin and Faith
If all these fluids diving into crystals could hold the body more than a father?...

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imagination is the only...

imagination is the only weapon in the war against reality

are we all writing verse
and dialog to escape
the curse of reality ?
burring our heads...

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Hi my name is heather, and...

Hi my name is heather,  and I'm a cutter..

I cut to bleed
I cut to feel
I cut to know I'm real
I cut to survive
I cut to...

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Mental Asylum...

Mental Asylum...

Treat me
With a
Mental disorder
You'll still
Not take
Away my
...

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When You Blow

When You Blow

The sparks don't fire
Like they use too
I get so tired
Of you

I'm sorry but,...

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Crack

He's got a weighty monkey on his back ,
it's that small white stone that they call crack,
he...

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Mulatto'1619

Mulatto'1619

I am a product of hate and everyone sees that
They see my color just as much as yours
I was...

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Wolves at my Door

Wolves at my Door

Wolves at my door
When the wolves from my past arrive at my door
They bring the reminder I’m...