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Those harsh words your whisper, Joined with a smirk, Stay lingering in my ears. Your glares melt my self confidence into puddles, Pressuring me to focus my eyes on the cold tile floor. You don't realize the pain you inflict on me, Causing me to intoxicate my problems. Or maybe you do.
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Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 6:57 PM UTC
"Tile Floors"
Those harsh words your whisper, Joined with a smirk, Stay lingering in my ears. Your glares melt my self confidence into puddles, Pressuring me to focus my eyes on the cold tile floor. You don't realize the pain you inflict on me, Causing me to intoxicate my problems. Or maybe you do.
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20/F/Charlotte
Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 6:57 PM UTC
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