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Oct 2015
Trembling on the surface..
That does not compare whats happening inside.
A constant war trying to get well.
No one likes you
Your lying their my friends
Thats what they want you to think
I try to ignore its cruel words but its stuck in my head.
Stick and stones they said, The world is fun they said.
I'm psychologically messed up.
I don't have a cast but i promise I'm hurting.
I'm cant think strait, nothing goes right. I'm not okay. You cant see it but look in my eyes and I promise you will.
Autumn Noire
Written by
Autumn Noire  Washington
(Washington)   
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