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Jan 2019
I
and my mother hide
hiding under our warm blankets

crazy
a little crazy
they're all white lies

so many
snow floods inside our house
ice walls
it's too cold to rest

are we
dumb dumb dumb

mother and I
we tell no one
our secrets

we drown
into our perfect fake life
our smile falls off
once we sleep

mother finds no love
for her lonely heart
I follow her footsteps
viewing the world from a small window

what a lonely life
I'm feeling blue
I see red

hand in hand
our hearts sink inside a perfume bottle
eileen
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eileen
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