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Mar 2019
I’m told you’re not healthy
To be near me

That you need to
Get better

But that doesn’t keep
My image of you

When you were
“Happy”

From overtaking my thoughts
And invading my dreams
My mom keeps telling me that my dad isn’t emotionally healthy to be near me, but it doesn’t do anything. It doesn’t stop me from thinking about him 24/7. It doesn’t stop me from dreaming about him showing up at my front door, happy. It doesn’t stop me from missing him so much it actually HURTS.
Lye
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Lye  13/Non-binary/home
(13/Non-binary/home)   
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   BrokenPieces, --- and Perry
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