Poems from VivienPendragon

I hate you. It's taken me years but I finally said it. I hate you. I hate how you are able to make me feel about myself. You make me pinch...
The first time you asked for a hug I flinched. It was because of you. But it was not. It was all about me. My head was playing a horror...
When I told my friend that I liked a boy she was ecstatic. She gushed. She squealed. She urged me forward. When I told my friend he asked...
You don't get it. You don't understand. I'm supposed to be past this point. I'm supposed to be past this land. We haven't spoken in ages,...
I'm not bleeding it out. There are no razors to touch my skin, none to cut it. Bleeding does not help. Not like others said. Physical pain...

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