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No, this isn’t a poem. This is just me, sitting here, listening and crying, to the artists that I love. Namely, Reba. I have listened to Reba for as long as I can remember. She was the TV show I watched and the music I listened to. I am beyond excited for her new music
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I know so few people that feel the way I do. Don’t get me wrong, I’m very happy that not many people around me feel this way. But it makes some things that much harder. It makes it harder to do things like smile and laugh. And I really wish that I wasn’t feeling this
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My writing process may seem a little different to you, as I do most of it in my bed. I write it out in my journal and then type it up. Something about handwriting my work makes it feel more like me. Sometimes I like to smoke a little first, and then put my headphones
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I don’t know what has gotten into my head the last few days, but this question has been bugging me. How do you write? I mean, I know the physical mechanics, but I don’t know what the rest of the answer should be. Because each person has their own process, and each person has their
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I’ve been through A LOT this last year. I mean, some days my therapist wonders how I have managed to keep going this long. But I am here. There are many pieces that I haven’t shared with you, though not many. There are pieces that I didn’t really plan on releasing, but I think I’m
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No matter what happens to me,If I find someone elseOr stay single,You will always be the one I tell people aboutWhen they ask about my mom.You will be who my kids call grandmaBecause no matter whatI always felt safe with you. I can’t say that about anyone else.
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The things we expect from women: Tend the house,Raise the kids,Have a meaningful career,Grow another human,Only to push it from her body,And we have the audacity to expect herTo look perfect doing it. What do we give her in return? Lesser pay, Fewer human rights, Expect so much more of herGive her all the blame,And
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Late nightsEarly Mornings.For years this has been my life.Most days it feels like it always will be.But only a few more years if I Work hard,Finish school.It will be then that my life Will finally feel like mine again.
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LightheadedNauseous Painful. No one should have to work this wayYet I’m expected to.You need your hand held.You need someone else to do the work, Take the time,Make sure it’s right. You take vacation after vacationYet the one time I need to stay home sickYou make me feel like shit.
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Lyrical Logic 