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They sit together around a coffee table in old leather armchairs, Drinking espresso and debating philosophy. One of them draws the o..

I want to escape, To flap my wings and fly far, far away! I must, for my own sanity, leave this place and find a place I can call..

I feel this bitter unhappiness in the Pit of my Stomach That leaves a sour taste in my mouth. I try to spit it out, Rid myself ..

I can hear you pleasuring her in the next room. Your moans penetrate my ears. It makes my stomach turn and twist. You’ll come..

I walk these empty streets, Passing people with blank faces and no names. I’m a stranger to them, just as they are insignifica..

I stand and walk over to the bookcase, picking up a bundle of love letters Tied up with string. I sit back into the couch, your arm ..

It stands, The rose, Its petals wilting, Forming a pile beneath its Frail carcass. It is nothing more than a stem now. How ugl..

Loneliness covers me, Smothers me, Swallows me, Sucks every last breath out of me. It covers me like a blanket, Yet I get no com..

The cold air surrounds me, It bites and it chills me, Calms and yet thrills me Like nothing I can describe. My mind has been co..

The two of us, my lover and I, felt inclined to leave the house for a stroll. We walked through Cambridge, into King’s college gar..