the most poetic writings ive done
were written in the depths of night,
so why is my mind so raw
when its 3 in the morning,
but when its 7 am
this brain can't make
a single sound?
words unsaid
Table of contents-
prologue.
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1//boys.
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2//him.
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3//pretty.
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4//burst.
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5//new year.
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6//anxious.
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7//the stars.
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8//names.
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9//cold.
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10//time.
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11//expectations.
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12//cliques.
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13//dgaf.
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14//comfort.
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15//home.
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16//seeing.
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17//night.
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oops !! note
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18//i transferred schools.
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19//happiness.
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20//im so sad.
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21//poetry.
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22//i cut it off.
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23//you + me.
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24//why do we hate?
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25//garden.
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26//flame girl.
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27//i like to imagine we are nature.
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28//contradiction.
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29//blink.
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30//anxiety isn't poetic.
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31//nervous.
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32//a flower.
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33//she is.
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34//3 am.
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35//pity party.
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36//words.
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37//dear past self.
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38//open book.
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39//cigarettes.
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40//heart.
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41//terrified.
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42//lips.
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42//he is.
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43//wasps.
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44//sunburn.
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45//patience.
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46//count your senses.
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47//this is nøt rap.
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48//mind games.
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quick explanation
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49//løve.
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50//i am heartbroken.
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51//wasting wishes.
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52//stereotype.
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54//be there for yourself.
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53//marijuana.
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54//couple months.
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55//seasonal depression.
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56//a city where it doesn't rain.
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