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All in Poetry and Prose
Cherry pie
And then the trees burnt with the sound of regret
This Glitch
I might have a ghost in my place but my house is not on fire.
Below the daisies where you hunt us down
Did you not catch the woe?
The Other Side
I blow away the dust, peek through a hole in the wooden floor, and whisper my thoughts towards her layer:
‘But Roelofs, I know that person doesn’t want to save you.’
The world has gone dead
"The sexual abuse has happened".
Slow death
Sometimes I wonder if there are two you and me’s. The one we so long for and the one we can’t see.
Exurb1a violated the bro code and stuck his d1ck in crazy
I'm not even a person or name anymore. I'm turned into an adjective, performing as a noun. As far as identifying the noun is possible in this sentence, I can say it's something with a hole.
It's not the Wind
I look down, and see red.
I hear screaming, and you're dead.
I thought the world had gone mad.
I look down, and see red.
Hello Wall
Hello wall.
How are you today?
Letter to a Friend
There will be an evening
that never turns into day
when the sun stops shining
and all lights fade away
The Final Fuck You
I am infinite and ending. I am nothing and everything.
Monster
Once, a young girl was playing in the woods. Her dress was white, her hair wild, knees dirty, like any other child.
Seven reasons to live
One, might come as a surprise.
I Feel Nothing
Am I even alive?
Tears of Things
We all start somewhere, but where do we go?