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Jan 2019
sometimes my mind is an enemy
sometimes my mind is a friend
and sometimes
my mind confuses me
altogether,
it’s hard to have such a conflicting mind
the guessing game isn’t getting any easier
i haven’t learned how to deal with
two different sides
i barely know how to cope well enough on my own
not with two faced people
not with you
and certainly
not with myself.
tell me how
to always allow myself to be my own friend
because i’m starting to get awfully comfortable
with hating myself
and loving my own enemy
shianne rose
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shianne rose  18/F
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