Letters to the Mind: Death
July 2, 2018
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Dear Death, How many times do you need to wish you were dead? To bash your head into the wall, and wait for that sweet
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The Same Fate
September 24, 2019
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When he came to he was already knee deep in blood. In the tightest of corners. No exits. But there was a window, there was
A Poets Depression
August 4, 2012
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When you’re little, you grow to love anything you set your sights on and those little pieces of plastic that were manufactured in