"at my gas station job"
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Category: Writing and Poetry
Underneath your hands I become poetry Write me into your journals, Your songs Your life. Express your emotions though me, use me to express your burdens Use me as a stress reliever, something for you to take advantage of. I'm poetry to you, beautiful, thoughtful, easily manipulated. Erase me, scrap me and throw me » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
Glitter is running through my veins where blood should be, Watch me bleed and use it to your advantage, watch how pretty it is when my glitter pours from my body. Glittering, shining in the sun as I lay there drowning, choking on the tiny plastic shards that you use to customize your life. Part of me will lie with you in everything you own, Soaking through your papers, sticking on every surface, ... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
I knew a girl in middle school. She was talented, and funny, with beautiful eyes you could look into forever , But she was cruel, mean, and an endeavor of a person. I knew a girl in middle school, she wasn't very nice, no not at all. Wanting to fight, wanting to scream, wanting to bite. I knew a girl in middle school, she broke my heart, It hurt every day, every night, and she made it bleed so muc... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
19 letters of love, all sitting in a box 18 letters, left at your door with happy hops 17 letters, sitting up high 16 letters, that now make me cry. 15 letters, discarded in a box 14 letters that were intended for the fox 13 letters I poured my heart into 12 letters that you ripped them out » Continue Reading
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