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Feb 2018
It's valentine’s day.
But it’s not like I care.
The smell of teenage “love”
Is filling the air.
Once again I’m alone
In my silent despair.
All I really want
Is for someone to care.
For someone to see
I'm not as bad as before,
For someone to believe
I'm not a monster anymore.
Written by
Téa Rhyno  18/F/Nova Scotia, Canada
(18/F/Nova Scotia, Canada)   
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