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By: Tyree Jackson
10 years 9 months ago
I'm late, I'm late, I'm running very late; even the white rabbit is far ahead of me. Pacing with anxiety,
10 years 9 months ago
You can hear the blood-curdling screams yet they're silent. You see the cries of the afflicted women,
10 years 9 months ago
This is word therapy A release of emotions on paper to help me cope with the internal conflicts in my mind
10 years 9 months ago
I was acting out habits, I didn't even know I had Moved down here and ran smack dab into them
10 years 9 months ago
I am a teen They think it’s so easy We can do whatever we want No boundaries No rules No cares
10 years 9 months ago
I've been told, sometimes you have to see the good in the things that have hurt you the most But it's painful
10 years 9 months ago
Melancholy spasms with a trace of the Blues I'm sick for you No anecdote to cure this spell
10 years 9 months ago
Honesty rhymes with hypocrisy Which is a mockery, so like time if you have to--Dock me Because I am guilty of word play
10 years 9 months ago
Possibly destroying my own future But I can't bear to see those faces. If running from the people
10 years 10 months ago

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