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Cc

My eyes

Would you like to see the world through my eyes?

Take a painting

One you adore

And put a film of grey across it

The picture is still there, you know it is

But all of a sudden it’s not as beautiful

And you just can’t figure out why

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susurri

The World We Suffer In

He asked her what it's like living with anxiety.

She smiled sadly, "It's a never-ending pulse-race. Like knowing you don't want to jump off a cliff but not
being able to talk yourself down from it.

Your fears take on a nebulous, unidentifiable form that tightens around your throat and incapacitates
you.
There is no calm. No peace. Only the edge of a very strained thread."

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Grayce Hobart

thinking of you.

whenever i feel the pull to say hello

i remember what you said;

that you can't just be friends

and i remind myself what it means;

that you don't want me around

in any way, shape, or form.

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Emma Elisabeth Wood

Bad Dream

I woke up from a nightmare


I could not stand to keep

to myself

you were stretched across the couch

coffee going cold on the table

a half finished cigarette

still burning

you wrapped me up

in kind words that

I could not bare

to hear

whispered into my ear

"one day we will go wandering

and this tiny house will overspill

with dreams'

you are not your memories, darling

you are not the bad things

that have been done to you

you are a fierce flame

that warms my heart

forget them, my love


they are nothing

and you, and you

are everything

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McKenna Pickett

Because You Make Life Easy

You're the kind of person I

want to lay on the grass with.

See shapes in the clouds and

feel the gentle breeze with.

You're the kind of person I want

to go on late night drives with.

Have the windows down and

listen to blaring music with.

Doing whatever, whenever.

Always and forever.

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Rue

Smile

And with a sincere smile,

she looked to the stars


knowing the future was worthwhile,

even, with a thousand scars.

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