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Jun 2018
I hold my breath when I speak
Afraid it sneak
I want to let it out
It makes me want to shout
But I can’t say a word
Even though it’s my bird
Mind turned into a jigsaw
Putting pieces together my flaw
Because my friends want to forget
I feel so low I need a outlet
My heart springs out my chest
So ready to confess
My eyes go from pedestrian
To friend
To why they let me in
My body rigid and shaken
Since morales I’m breaking
Please don’t tell more
Please close the door
Please call my phone
So I can go home
They drop me off
Knowing I wouldn’t dare cough
I hope to get in bed and cry
Why did I go on a date with a guy?
Miguel Carmona III
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Miguel Carmona III  28/M/Atlanta
(28/M/Atlanta)   
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