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Oct 2018
i miss the days when i was happy.
i miss the days when people cared about my well-being.
i miss the days when i could confidently say
β€œi love myself”
in the mirror each day.
but now there’s only nothing.
the numbness has rooted itself into my mind,
slowly leeching away a small part of me each day.
the friends i had have given up
on trying to cheer me up
after trying and failing
day
after
day.
i walk to class with my headphones in,
some radio station playing,
but no sound is able to penetrate past
the walls i have built
to keep myself safe
because you left.

-l.s.
free verse
leah snyder
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leah snyder  15/F/lost on phobos
(15/F/lost on phobos)   
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