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Feb 2019
It’s 4:50 pm and the clouds look angry,
They wanna fight, I know it
Not with me but my brain
They know something i dont

The loud cracks
Whipping in my head, my eyes wince shut

I KNOW OK I GET IT,
I GET IT NOW!
YOU WERE NEVER “THE ONE”

They’re screaming at me
Telling me how wrong I was
They’re not upset, no,
Just- ready to listen once again to my long stories of complaints,

And they wonder why I don’t do anything
Why don’t you do anything!?
Why, because you love him? Is that why!

Love is evol it says so it’s self,
Tears your heart apart
What does it mean?

If we knew what it meant there wouldn’t be questions and concerns,
Jealously, for gods sake!

Stop,
they are angry
Listen to them
There’s a reason they look the way they do
They know
You know
It’s time...
Claire Walters
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Claire Walters  23/F/Pennsylvania
(23/F/Pennsylvania)   
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