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Aug 2018
my head is mess
of thoughts that i dress
with an over the top
scheming smile

my head is a mess
with thoughts, i confess
that nothings as it seems
at least for a while

my head is a mess
and though it is less
appreciated for it's
beauty

my head is a mess
of my thoughts that i dress
with lies, i wish
you could see right through me.
whine whine whine
Written by
Dev  19/F/Australia
(19/F/Australia)   
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