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Mary-claire
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Aug 2018
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A tear in what I call normal,
a rip in my jacket of hope,
something outside my safe walls crawled in.
A downward curve to my normal smile,
a dark shadow dimming my light,
I've been robbed of my glow.
"Hey isn't that heart break?"
No,it hurts like a wound to my sanity!
My heart is okay,
its okay.
So hand me the jacket of pretense and I'll put it on,
Show me where alone is and I'll choose it once more.
All pain is brain pain they say.
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Mary-claire
19/F/neverland.
(19/F/neverland.)
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