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Day 12

By Horseinabathtub on Sat, 12 Dec 2015

I slipped on the ice, This one isn't going to rhyme or anything, I'm just in a lot of pain.

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I'm Sorry

By sahmed8 on Fri, 11 Dec 2015

These days have gone by slower than I could have ever imagined Without you in my life my life seems like an endless mansion I told you I'm sorry but...

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Day 11

By Horseinabathtub on Fri, 11 Dec 2015

Today we're going ice skating, A tradition as old as my arpit hair. I always seem to think, I'll be better this year, Until I step on the ice, slip,...

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Day 10

By Horseinabathtub on Thu, 10 Dec 2015

All the presents have been ordered online, So convenient, a few clicks and you're done. The only problem is that things get pretty expensive, And I...

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Day 9

By Horseinabathtub on Thu, 10 Dec 2015

The gale force winds are picking up, So strong it blows the dirt from my pocket, Now I have to deal with judgemental stares from those who think I...

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Sex Ed. Redux

By Vladislas32 on Wed, 09 Dec 2015

How well did Sex Ed. really educate you? What did it tell you of infatuation? The intoxication of humanity that draws out the small: The rich tones...

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Sick and Tired

By FallenAngel on Tue, 08 Dec 2015

I'm sick of pain And I'm tired of people hurting again and again ... I'm sick of hate And tired of what we create I'm sick of suffering And tired of...

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Day 8

By Horseinabathtub on Tue, 08 Dec 2015

I had my first hot chocolate of the winter, It's sweet, warm and familiar taste. My stomach is now making it's list, For great foods to stuff into my...

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Lovebirds

By Jack Fritwell on Tue, 08 Dec 2015

I look at you across the table. I’m going to blink and you won’t be there. Or I will be somewhere else. We won’t be together, that’s the point. That’...