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Misguided voices in your head. Speak of hatred, anger, death. Whisper signs. Corrupt your mind. Silently lie in wait, of your last breath. Don’t give in. The voice is pretend. Your wounds are real. They throb and bleed. No longer hidden where eyes can’t see.


Poetry Monday #16

On the first day of sophmore year in high school my science teacher asked us to write an essay about our summer vacation. It’s obvious to me now, that he really didn’t want to work so […]