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 Feb 2022 Foreigner Soralen
Lukai
"her name"

I'm not overreacting
Not making up
negative scenarios in my head
I feel too much,
too fast

A thousand needles
rip and tear me
from the inside out
A weight inside me falling,
breaking my heart into a million pieces.

My heart feels like it has stopped beating
and it begins to be hard to breathe
for my lungs stop working
and I try to gasp for air  

I clench my fists
draw blood from my palms

Forcefully, I let out a smile
using it to cover up the pain I feel
And the tears hiding behind my eyes
As I laugh making painful jokes.

But you'll never know it
Because I hid it from you
Peter is funny

Peter is cool

Peter is anything besides a fool

Peter is smart

Peter is good at art

He is the key to my heart

Me and peter could never be apart


Peter is my friend

Just us two until the end
Our ruins
are our beauty
the dust within our souls
feed the day
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