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alexa mary
Poems
May 2013
truth is
I sit here and contemplate why I feel the way I do
Why I feel so alone,
so useless.
When the truth is
Iām just a closed-off,
over-clingy,
*****;
nothing,
no one.
And I get sad for a few minutes,
and drown in a swollen case of over-thinking;
but then I just smirk
and keep
moving
on.
And the process repeats
and repeats
and repeats,
over and
over
again.
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