bloglife is over
life is over
lifes no more
life is over, laying naked on the floor.regreting the night before,wanting something more than this than what this life…
galleryone of my fave poem by ellen hopkins
wish you could turn off the questions, turn off the voices, turn off all sound.
yearn to close out the ugliness close out the filthiness, close out…
faster
fallin fast into a pile of glassneeding an excape,needing to leave with out a trace...but not knowing how to leave this place..there are many ways…
under your bridge
ppl have slept here. i can see it now
coles from a fire thst onced burned, riped clothing ..that was somebody's something .ppl have slept…
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