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Oct 2018
In the silence I find comfort
Tightly clutching vulnerability with sewed lips
Creating hour long narratives in bed
To replace the social skills i never tended to
The sympathy i never gave
Instead I mastered the silver tongue
And games like hide and seek
Because since i was young I’ve never stopped hiding
Storm Powell
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Storm Powell  21/Androgynous/WA
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