When you look in the mirror with tears in your...
wishing, hoping, praying your reflection would die...

Im no longer afraid to be alone
no longer afraid to stand on my own...

This is more like a song than poem:
The words in my throat...

A broken window
a forgotten home...

I saw you with her
i was there...

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I wait in line...

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Vomit on my shirt...

Running with scissors
pointed up...

Wasted youth
destroyed hope...

In the still of the night
i lay with you...