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Aug 2020
he crumples the note
of hate into a
ball, tossing it
into the trash bin.
the world doesn't
treat him right.
thoughts of consistent
loneliness fills
his innocent
thoughts
feelings of anger
and panic take
him whole.
hate for oneself
pins him down
he is mad
angry, panicking,
lost, aggrivated,
most of all,
sad.
number five // from my 2016 poem book
mariana
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mariana  22/F/nowhere in particular
(22/F/nowhere in particular)   
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