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Lilpie

Lilpie

It’s easier to share my thoughts with strangers.

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Writings
28
Followers
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Following
Lilpie

Lilpie

It’s easier to share my thoughts with strangers.

8
Writings
28
Followers
7
Following
Til Death Do Us Part

Lilly Kaufman

4 min read

Every morning since Jenna went missing my eyes are glued to the news. Hoping today will be the day they find her or at least a sign that she is out there. Everyday the coverage is the same, they talk about her backstory they say she lit up the room, testimonies from other kids at school who pretend that they knew her. I was her only real friend. Her and I had been attached at the hip since we were...

Drama

Horror

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First Love

Lilly Kaufman

1 min read

“You’re too late to be my first love, but you will be my last.”

Why does she say that as if it’s romantic?

We have known each other since we were 16.

I have loved her since the first time she looked at me. She is my first and my last.

It is a soul crushing to know that she didn’t really notice me until I was all she had left.

The man she loved, her “one true soulmate”, left her behind feeling ...

Poetry

Romance

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Woman In The Woods

Lilly Kaufman

3 min read

Gun shots in the distance.

Daniel ran through the trees and brush of the woods he had been camping in. He runs as fast as he can through the crunchy leaves towards the direction of the shots fired, normally he wouldn’t be concerned to hear any gun shots up there but it wasn’t deer hunting season. Plus, it was 11pm. As the cold air paralyses his lungs he can’t help but think , “what the fuck am I g...

Good Bye Sunny Days

Lilly Kaufman

1 min read

The birds crow a weeping melody,trees clean of leaves.

Crisp air fills your lungs while the sun grieves.

For she knows we will long for her at the first sight of snow.

You know she’s still there but she doesn’t feel the same, by December we’ll hardly remember her name.

Without her warmth our spirits fall like the leaves the ground claims.

Why can’t we just smoke a joint on the beach like the...

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