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May 2019
i think that maybe
my chest is so heavy
because i do not have the words
to empty out this pain
of late

i know this must be true
because i think of the physical pain
i could have
as though it’s become so bad
that i need something desperate
and permanent
to prove to you
that my pain is here

she asked me to draw butterflies
and then she drew one
on her own wrist
so that mine would have a
i cried and after that i
told her i wouldn’t hurt myself
so i will not go back on that promise

but nonetheless i still wonder
how it is i am to express this pain
if i do not have words
and i do not have wounds
on my skin

it festers
I just want to sleep
Written by
milkweedangel  20/F/the forest
(20/F/the forest)   
     Yann, empty seas and BR Dragos
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