Almost all my ideas are from the inside of plastic curtains ( Read more... )

I heard a story from the old man that lived above the library. He said it was a secret because I was the only one that showed an interest to...stories. Expectably the ones that make your skin prick ( Read more... )

I feel guilty for making you feel bad ( Read more... )

On this couch I'm leaning on. This dirty and torn piece of furniture passed down from garage sale to the good will store, to my living room. I'm looking at the man in a very dark suit, shiny, new, and most likely done by his personal slave of a wife. He has been visiting almost every afternoon just to stand there because I refused to let him closer ( Read more... )

Some day, I'll just sit and look ( Read more... )

Every day at two ( Read more... )

Nails wedged in the board,
Meet your new lord.
Sit in the front,
You'll learn right,
Or else come at night.
The students fade and reappear,
One is pregnant I hear,
Fearful that you will die here.
One is dead,
The other shot them self in the head.
May their memory remain.
School house is safe, right?
Don't let them catch you off guard.
Let the teacher lead you,
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Running from the light ( Read more... )

What I say is not what you want to hear, bust my brain up until i lose
my personality.
Whine and cry, I don't mind throwing you a tissue, but
there is nothing I can do.
These chains locked under your desk where
you kick me until I hide.
I'm not going to sign another contract just
so you can say it makes your deals better. You reach in my pockets and
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The most obvious thing about this house. Is that the neighbors never
liked it. Afew people wanted it torn down, others wanted it to be
saved. When everyone went to meeting and discussed what they liked
about it. Nobody spoke but one woman. That was cold and depressed, her
hands always shook, and she mumbled everything shed say. The people
strained ( Read more... )