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Feb 2020
Every action you take,
Is curated by a lack of
                                                                      “What!?”
You bare your teeth.
I am snapped out of my daydream...
                                                             Who hurt you,
I say in my head as not to provoke you.
but i know who.
and i am amongst them.
                                                           and I am sorry...
                                                                      I hurt too sometimes
                                                            and sometimes They Hurt Too.
Written by
Indigo
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