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Tonight


I’m at a friend’s house, my dad dropped me off for a sleepover I’m 16 these kinds of things are arbitrary. I agreed to go because since mom died dad’s been dealing with this woman who he says I’ll meet … Continue reading

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Why now


You came home with blood under your nails.  A name on your lips  Juices coating your thighs. You came home to me with empty hands & a half broken heart Pockets full of dirt.  On my feet you lay  Weeping … Continue reading

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Last thoughts 


I was here with you In our space  The 1st time place we ever made love. I mean the place your maidenhead spilled on my bed.  I look at the walls & see the holes we left.  I see my … Continue reading

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Poisoned 


My perception of you is that of savior You gave me a gift  A life not wasted on others interest nut instead yours/mine I mean ours.  You call me your love but perceive me as less than you.   Last … Continue reading

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Broken crowns


Sit back and reflect Think of the Queens you’ve hurt The false testimony you’ve leveled The untruths you’ve aimed at that crown Did her light scare you? Did you try to control her? Did you create fears in a queen? … Continue reading

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Reality


The reality in this fantasy realm is hard to bear. Strangers hit nerves deep in me The blood drips out Like a broken faucet My heart shines through My pain overfills my mouth Overflowing my emotions The pain realer than … Continue reading

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Abandoned


To those absentee people out there Careful about coming back in The wreckage The damage The wounds have closed Scabs are forming They’re not caring to get to know you. It was hard on you when it happened Life was … Continue reading

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