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Dec 2017
I write
To make room in my head
To empty these thoughts out
Taking up too much space

So I exhale
Words, choke up
I got a knot in my throat
And your imagine in my head

I need to ******* rest
My bones crack
like the wood floors in Strand

My migraines are worsening
Thinking about you, with anyone else
I hate you
so much,


Simply, because I don't hate you at all.
Lana Eve
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Lana Eve  20/Agender/Newark, NJ
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