

Remorse Over August ReadingRemorse Over August Reading By Georgia SheaRemorse Over August Reading
Am I not human?
What excludes me from this family of man? Is it the slits in my irises, shaping my pupils like a predator? Can you see the part of me bordering Chiaroscuro, half out of view
Exclusionary, A sigh on sight August reading, non-literary, intellectual conviction
Before my quote opens I realize Youve put the book down, fingers gracing paper And youre already walking away.
Am I not human? Whats your definition, genetics or gym class? Do monsters not


SomnambulistSomnambulist* By Georgia SheaSomnambulist
Fucking rain Alex puffed a strand of white gold hair away from her face and hunched further under the faux-leather jacket. Cold and clammy, she could feel the rain water seeping through her jeans to her ass. It was irritating, but the wet crate was the only place in the alley to sit. Like most people who spend any lengthy time outside involuntarily, shed learned to loath the weather. Aside from the cold and the wet seats, rain just changed things. It made the whole city smell for one thing. All the abandoned soda syrup that had dried into the pavement,


SickSick By Georgia SheaSick
Please dont come in, Im lying on the floor. With pounding head, its cold tile solace I seek. It isnt love that does this company keep, So do not press your cheek to this bathroom door. My heads duck to the toilet three times this hour, Poison pink pepto is my only escape. Im waiting for the thermometer to abate. Dont touch me with your lips, my breath is sour!
Instead, you rest my head upon your lap
And murmur to me it will be alright. At 4:30 I take my first feveri


Swamp CitySwamp City By Georgia SheaSwamp City
I can see the swamp ghost Its what they call white alligators The air is spun in drunken sugar Welcome to New Orleans
Its what they call white alligators Unlucky things that usually die Welcome to New Orleans The glitter here can be lethal
Unlucky things that usually die The citys brain is hazy, too hot The glitter here can be lethal Watch her spin on overbalanced feet
The citys brain is hazy, too hot I cant remember why shes kissing my neck Watch her spin on overb
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Literotica
My stock-
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Life is a dream and we are the imagination of ourselves.
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To ere is human,
to forgive is not my job.
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'Judge if you want.
We are all going to die.
I intend to deserve it.'
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To ere is human,
to forgive is not my job.
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No matter the consequences, Stay true to myself.
Vide Infra: Killswitch
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To ere is human,
to forgive is not my job.
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~"Don't Panic"~
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