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Nov 2016
I would love to be told
what makes me worthwhile
because it's easy to be insecure
when you refrain from telling me
anything.

cold wraps its filthy arms around me
and I shiver and shudder and my legs fall asleep
and I feel far from you
and maintaining anything negative in your general direction
is so difficult for me,
so why do I bother?

I guess I do it
because I'm scared.
Nyah
storm siren
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