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May 2019
I want you to say the words I've been dying to hear
Physically dying, making me ill
I want those unspoken words to heal me

They are there,
I know you want to say them.
They are kicking their legs back and forth while sitting
on the tip of your tongue waiting to jump.

Let your emotions pour out.
Sing to me the song inside your heart.
Tell me the words that will heal me.

... I know I'm wrong.
I don't know what goes on in your mind.
I make your feelings up inside my head
to ease the pain you cause

but I know you don't love me
not the way I love you.
so I'll sit here and pretend you love me
until I learn to love myself.
here have a poem, friends. I wrote some poems so get ready for like a bunch about to be posted ****. I'm trying to be more free verse with my poems. Trying not to be as formal also trying more self-love poems like jeez I am such a depressed little ****.
Written by
Stephen Star  25/Gender Fluid/Space
(25/Gender Fluid/Space)   
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