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My head aches with untold stories My stomach is full with swallowed words My body has worn away from being a trophy The smart, awkward friend The introverted, successful daughter When can I tell my own story?

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LonelyBoat

15 / F / away

Published: Dec 23, 2017
LinesWords: 937

Tags: #silence #story

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