Poems from The Frozen Arsonist

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Throwback EMO TEEN CRINGE
The teacher asks a question that makes you panic as if you've just seen a stranger outside your bedroom window in the dead of the night....
There is a box called Healing. I yearn for it, for its contents, but it is locked. They keys are at the bottom of a sea of grief that I can...
I've taken the drive to Sacred Heart Medical Center with my father. Twice. The first time, my life was at stake. But the second time, was...
Sitting on these stupid tracks; if the train comes, let it. I know I won't regret it. I'm sick and tired. You don't get it. I try to net it...
The freak sticks out like a sore thumb in school. All day, every day. She goes home and it's just the same. Nobody wants to speak to her...

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