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Dec 2019
I thought my words were something to them
My wit ends and my soul dies
my emotions are enclosed in brackets
bent and inward, bottling up till i overflow
i have found that keep emotions in helps for awhile
but i always get hurt at the end
still i continue doing it
to never let anyone in
i have broken my wall before
and i have just broken again
Bones
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Bones  Gender Nonconforming
(Gender Nonconforming)   
90
   Max Neumann and ---
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