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psychotic

A Poem by Heather Hassell

nonsense

societal disorder

A Poem by Heather Hassell

don't judge me.

uninspired.

A Poem by Heather Hassell

my imagination is stuck in a rutbut i beg it to come out and play.it'll be fun, i say,really, it'll just make my day.i cannot, it says,i've fallen so ..

untitled

A Poem by Heather Hassell

when i'm six feet under, will you think of me then?

hi-coo

A Poem by Heather Hassell

ideas are born right on the tip of her tongue sharpest tongue i know

plain

A Poem by Heather Hassell

i like whenwords speak for themselvesand create their own beat in your braini'm not one for fancy thingsi like black inkon white pagesand sentences th..

nerd

A Poem by Heather Hassell

i would prefer to sithome aloneand read the fountainheadthe catcher in ryethe metamorphosisthe strangeri get drunk off plays on wordsi get high off cl..

last night my best friend took lsd

A Poem by Heather Hassell

i cannot write any kind of poem that would do event any justice. drugs, man.

daddy dearest

A Poem by Heather Hassell

i just hate the factthat i have your eyesthe same eyes that can look back at me with contemptan ocean full of maliceand disgust as if i was the one wh..

run rabbit run

A Poem by Heather Hassell

no longer wasshe contentwalking among the deadhowever there werenone of the livingkind to be foundshe didn't understandtheir boring jobsand boring spo..