Excuse me!Excuse me!Will you help me lower down the body into the ground? This body doesn’t serve any purpose anymore.You are the last person that might help me.No, you won’t help me.You see me as a nuisance.A stupid person with a mouth and teeth.Did I make you uncomfortable by asking for help?I forgot you think…

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As I sit here, I feel pain on the sides and below.As I touch my head, I feel pain on the topAs I stand, I feel pain in the middle and below.As I twist my shoulder, I feel pain on the right.As I bend my body, I feel a sharp pain.As I bend further, I…

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Time often does not heal the wounded heart.Our hearts have so been wounded many times over.The fear of what I cannot stop bleeding.The puddle grows to a massive size within me.I am not sure how to contain this mess.Neither those around me can either.Countless hours I have fought against temptation. A flight of stairs turns…

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I want to say a word moreAnd will let my mind continue on this thought trainI will open my car doorSit on the uncomfortable driver seat cushionMy mouth will enjoy the taste of iced teaMy teeth will crunch on tiny ice cubesI will drive by garbage trucks full of wasteRotten food will fill my noseI…

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rapid deterioration comes to us allhave no fear, have no regretsstand mighty tall.we only live once if we are goodand the stars and moon alignas they should.lengthy stretches of highway behindwith tire marks for miles heavily enshrined.we have admiration for our drinksgulp them all downas we think.save us from ourselves to the endhave faith, have…

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Two long hallways.One walking toward the light.The other walking in the darkness.Going down the stairs one step.Falling at the bottom.One action gets another.My eyes see the fire.Their eyes see the dark sky.Memories do fade.One can’t remember the pain.The other recognizes the bleeding heart.Chiseled with the answers.One suffers through inches.The other in feet.Three long hallways.There will…

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I have chewed on a piece of earth,picked up with my hands.They were dirty with worm poop.My brother laughed at me,told me how stupid I wasand how mom and dad feltI was a lost cause.This couldn’t be true.Mom and dad would never think this,out loud or silently.My actions had disappointed them before.It wasn’t my fault,…

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