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a poem
feelings its nothing stinging and suffering pain from an unknown source explain how i became on this course silence because i have no words confusion why my tongue is a sword exhaustion builds beneath the busy body escaping it is impossible to become somebody anger circles beneath a lonely heart shame lives within as it… Read more
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I miss the feeling of having to worry about nothing But I always worry about you
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