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Becca Feb 28
and you know, you know, you know
this could be beautiful
you hope, you dream, you pray
and you get your way
ask me how it feels
looking like **** on weels
This is my only time I will ever post something that isn’t my own. This was in my head all day, so I had to post it somewhere.
Becca Feb 25
‘I need help’

I said as I grasped for words to describe the un describable

‘You’re fine’

My hands slipped off the mountain as I feel into the colorless void

‘Thank you for everything but now I must go’
Becca Dec 2018
I don't feel comfortable in
my own skin
so I wear others
Becca Dec 2018
they tell me how to live my life
and do you know the funny thing about that?
the funny thing is,
is that they don't know the nights
the reasons
that's lead to the bags under my eyes
Becca Dec 2018
I picked the words out of his soul one by one
Then I instantly put them back
Because he didn’t know who he was
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