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Oct 2020
Here in the corner it's free
Nobody demands
anything of me
No one on the phone
wishing I would come home
No stress
it's just me, and I'm a mess
here in the corner
of a crowded place
locked away
inside my space
I used to feel free
Here I free my angry
Only more sad
giving em hell
still making em mad
Singing out my own voice to myself
Never a glance to anyone else
Renae
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Renae  F
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