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May 6
The ones that tells you it’s gunna be okay,
They don’t understand what you’re going through

The ones that say their okay,
They’re the ones dying the fastest.

The ones always saying they wish for death
They distract from the desperate.

The ones that stay quiet,
The ones that say nothing
The Poe’s that smile and laugh it off.
They are the ones that need the most help.
s Willow
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s Willow  22/Gender Fluid/Any dark room
(22/Gender Fluid/Any dark room)   
     Nadia, Harper, Latina1813 and The X Rhymes
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