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I think it's pretty self-explanatory, myself..
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You sit there,
Trying to consider,
Whether or not to let your tears shine.
You sit there,
All bent over,
Sad and depressed.
All hunched over,
Y..
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Sitting here I pay no attention to what's going on around me
My mind is in the clouds
Remembering every softly spoken word
The memories fade into d..
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It was just one of those days..
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With so many things going on in my life, I feel like I've just stepped in over my head. What I thought was just a puddle has come up over my head.
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Raven-haired locks twisting in the wind
Sea green eyes flashing violently with envy
Emotions gone awry, liquid hate pouring out.
Twisted rain sl..
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All of the "chapters" in this book are really papers that I've had to write for one class or another.
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Sometimes it seems that the only place to find peace is in a place where most people only travel when they, too, are seeking peace. A lonely place whe..
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It probably hurts my father to know that I refuse to call him anything but his given name, Gary, but he usually accepts it. There are days when I wond..
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The light is muted here, as though the sun were not high in the noon sky. Trees whisper softly in the slight breeze as their snarled hands attempt to ..
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