Writing
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Barred
Give me something to wish for
Hhhf—
Something to wish for.
I go about every day of my life
Like there's nothing to look forward to
Because there's no end
To my misery
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Lost In The Woods
As I sped down the mountain, the wind sliced across my face like a dagger. It hooted at me as if to warn me of the danger ahead. If I had known what was to happen that day; I would have listened to the wind.
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On a scale
I look in the mirror
Like any girl my age
But I'm repulsed in horror
At what is on stage
I look at those numbers
Wait for them to go down again
114, 113, 112
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An Ode to a Preventable Future
Formerly titled "An Ode to A Wasteland"
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Winter: A time of year
Winter. A time of year we all know well.
A time of year when we hear the ringing of every bell.
A time of year when adults laugh and children play,A time of year that lasts many a day.
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3 : 0 0 A M
solar-soft night because i stayed up whispering non-existent melodies to the dreaming clouds,
pierced the veil of daybreak with needle-sharp notes-