Dear Elijah
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Dear Elijah I know you loathe me to death . I know you want me to have nightmares and to not wake up the next morning. I know you visit me at 3AM to place knife beside my desk thinking that I might want to kill myself and that it'll be ready. I know you're the one giving me the pills for addiction. I know you're the cause of my anxiousness and non stop thunderstorms. Elijah, I'm pleading with my knees bent down, can you now forgive me? Love, Your favorite Victim
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This is for anyone that can't put there thoughts and feelings into words. Whether it be at your best, worst, most beautiful, or most tragic times. These poems will remind you of them. Or so I hope. Because I mean Shit Happens. What you should expect from this book: I am not trying to make excuses for why I push so many people away, I am not trying to make excuses for my actions, I don't get excuses, not anymore, No, I am merely providing explanations, If you don't like them, If you don't except them, If you just don't care, Then that's on you, Because I will not answer the question why anymore, I will bare my soul to you in the folds of these pages, Not saying a word, These are my explanations, These are me, Do with them as you will. And I mean, just don't be an asshole. Thanks. Kisses <3

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