

Black and BlueWe are the same, Or so I have been told. His blood runs through my veins, Tainted my bouncing, blonde outlook On what I have always called my life.Black and Blue
Our voices mesh like oatmeal flakes and water, Or the remnants of peas on my plate
as I smash them with a fork.
I was thankful he gave me that, Thankful for My voice.
My telephone rings. Its 3 am, and a sobbing, drunken, slurring father
has called me again, to tell me he loves me. 3 am on a Tuesday. Not even a Thirsty Thursday, Just another drunken weekday.
On weekends I tr


Pocket ChangePardon me, I seem to have misplaced something of mine, You may have seen it before I wear it on my sleeve all the time, If you find it,Pocket Change
Please don't drop it, I'm looking for my heart,
And I think its in your pocket


UntitledWhite, untouched canvas Perfect, innocent, pure At the age of 13 bright-eyed and beautifulUntitled
Flash forward, two years My once beautifully plain canvas Now streaked in black teary-eyed and painful
Springing once more, two more years Splashes of red, green Blood, Envy, Fear, Fighting &
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Before you criticise someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way when you criticise them, you'll be a mile away and have their shoes.
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Save the World! NC-17 the Bish!
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Love is the wisdom of the Fool, and the folly of the Wise.
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Come to My Gallery and tell me what u think
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You can love your enemy
Or
Your enemy can be love
Thank you so much for the favs and your fantastic words
<3
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I only write what you want to think you know...
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Before you criticise someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way when you criticise them, you'll be a mile away and have their shoes.
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Save the World! NC-17 the Bish!
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