Forbidden Experiment.She placed a strand of ash blonde hair behind her ear, which had somehow managed to escape the clutches of the tight ponytail resting against her back. Twirling her pen absentmindedly around her fingers, she once again skimmed over the papers lying in front of her, finding it somehow impossible to focus her attention on them. If only her thoughts didn’t wander so much… For no particular reason, she tapped the pen against the desk she sat at a few times before sliding it in the top pocket of her labcoat, which hung around her body loosely. Attempting once again to redirect her attention on the collection of papers, she started readinForbidden Experiment.
Purrrrfect.
Escaping the CutsWhy do I have to stop? The slice of a knife Feels so nice on my skin And yet again my enemies win.Escaping the Cuts
I take another slice The stinging pain Means nothing to me. I leave another scar, An open wound just as my heart is.
I don't want to stop.
But when I'm alone At the end of the day All my demons are coming out
And so, I turn to the knife. And move it slowly Against my skin, the blood spills out slowly
That's all in my past.
Finally, I have met someone Who has changed me Who h
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Cheerful
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Another day in the life. And life is like a book. And a book is like a box, and a box has six sides. Insides and outsides. But how do you get to what's inside. How do you get to what's inside out.
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Data: "Throughout the ages, from Keats to Jorkemo, poets have composed odes to individuals who have had a profound effect upon their lives. In keeping with that tradition, I have written my next poem in honour of my cat."
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Another day in the life. And life is like a book. And a book is like a box, and a box has six sides. Insides and outsides. But how do you get to what's inside. How do you get to what's inside out.
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Data: "Throughout the ages, from Keats to Jorkemo, poets have composed odes to individuals who have had a profound effect upon their lives. In keeping with that tradition, I have written my next poem in honour of my cat."
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Another day in the life. And life is like a book. And a book is like a box, and a box has six sides. Insides and outsides. But how do you get to what's inside. How do you get to what's inside out.
Now I'm bored
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Another day in the life. And life is like a book. And a book is like a box, and a box has six sides. Insides and outsides. But how do you get to what's inside. How do you get to what's inside out.
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Data: "Throughout the ages, from Keats to Jorkemo, poets have composed odes to individuals who have had a profound effect upon their lives. In keeping with that tradition, I have written my next poem in honour of my cat."
I'll try it out soon.
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Another day in the life. And life is like a book. And a book is like a box, and a box has six sides. Insides and outsides. But how do you get to what's inside. How do you get to what's inside out.
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Data: "Throughout the ages, from Keats to Jorkemo, poets have composed odes to individuals who have had a profound effect upon their lives. In keeping with that tradition, I have written my next poem in honour of my cat."
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