Typhoid Kelsey
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Wavering.A Poem by Typhoid KelseyMy friend is leaving for the army. I try to understand it. |
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I dread to wait.A Poem by Typhoid KelseyMy friend is leaving for the army. I try to understand it. |
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Give Yourself UpA Poem by Typhoid KelseyMy friend is leaving for the military. I try to understand it. |
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It\'s just the Bipolar talking.A Story by Typhoid KelseyIn my head, in my head. |
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ScarsA Poem by Typhoid KelseyMature only because it deals with self-mutilation, but not in graphic detail. |
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Children Are Easy to Warp.A Story by Typhoid KelseyAn example of the consequences of my imagination that occured when I was a kidlet. |
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Scheme of the Glorified Architect.A Poem by Typhoid KelseyIf you have the option, don't do a job you hate. |
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Panic AttackA Poem by Typhoid KelseyI woke up in the middle of the night having a panic attack for the first time in years. |
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Bicycle Vikings: From Odin to ArmstrongA Poem by Typhoid KelseyA friend and I decided to make a "band" called Bicycle Vikings. This would be the first "single." |
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Isn\'t it terrible?A Poem by Typhoid KelseyIsn't it terrible how the people that are supposed to be close to you ruin your life as they ruin themselves? |
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