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The pains growing On me Like a new haircut Framed with tears Either side of my face Pretty trails of water Pillowed by my cheek Salty. You’re sweet to say that I’m not listening I don’t mean my smile Be weary of my speech I’m fine. I’m okay. There’s a siren inside of me Can you hear it? Silent screams behind Smile smoke screens The pain’s growing. It’s growing in me.
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May 13, 2023
May 13, 2023 at 9:02 PM UTC
Growing pains
The pains growing On me Like a new haircut Framed with tears Either side of my face Pretty trails of water Pillowed by my cheek Salty. You’re sweet to say that I’m not listening I don’t mean my smile Be weary of my speech I’m fine. I’m okay. There’s a siren inside of me Can you hear it? Silent screams behind Smile smoke screens The pain’s growing. It’s growing in me.
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May 13, 2023
May 13, 2023 at 9:02 PM UTC
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