Abuse

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"TEARS FROM THE SKY"

"TEARS FROM THE SKY"

She tried to tell the world
About the aching pain
But no one would listen
So the blade...

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Sex Taints

For some sex is dirty cankerous a sin, a way of ensuring a hell to be in. Others a pass-time in which it's...

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Creve Coeur

I don’t think you should love me
Better off feeling lonely
My body trembles at the thought of...

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Experience shared

Experience shared

“A community gathering to share the experience of different cultures via the written word”
That’s...

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Passing time

Passing time

Tick tock one day after still numb with your hand print lingering on my leg
Tick tock one week after...

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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...