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May 2019
a nightmare isn’t something
that happens when you’re asleep
and a monster pops up from
underneath your bed,
a nightmare is something
that happens when i walk into my room
and i see every polaroid of you
and remember of how
all of those memories
are burned into my mind
all i’m left with is these stolen images
m h  John
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m h John  18/M/California
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