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Sep 2016
i catch myself sad
stopping mid sentence
wanting to shed a solitary tear
then i disappear
back inside my colorful shell
my empty laugh reverberates
and the walls grow closer
uncle claims i'm bipolar
somethings cant be unfelt
i cant be unbetrayed
so i talk too much
i say too little
i lie.
back inside my colorful shell,
the walls are crushing me..
Austen girl
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Austen girl  jinja
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