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Nov 2018
LIBRA:
its too dark to
sleep at night,
too quiet, and
you are alone.

LIBRA:
you walk into
a room of the
people who love
you most; it's
empty.

LIBRA:
you scoff at
symbolism but your
hands still shake
when you know
they'll leave you.
2/14/17
Written by
malcolm  21/Non-binary/Bloomington, IN
(21/Non-binary/Bloomington, IN)   
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