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Becca Dec 2018
I feel like I need to spill my feelings
into some other coffee.
Becca Dec 2018
it’s as if I grow taller
as the sun grows colder
as the world stops for a second
as I fall in
Becca Dec 2018
should I do for me or
should I do for commonality?
Becca Dec 2018
tears feel good on my raw, cut skin
maybe that's why i cry so much
Becca Dec 2018
serein touches my fingertips
so sour, but so sweet
Becca Dec 2018
i know
i have no worth
i know
i can't help it
i know
i'm the opposite of pretty
i know
i know
Becca Dec 2018
scratch at the ceiling
tear the seams
cry for help
go back to sleep
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