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Oct 2020
I’ve never had to think before now
How to say it
There’s never been someone
To say it to

It’s harder than it ought be
I think
It’s just three words, some lines and dots
Or sounds

It would only take a second
To tell him
But fear is staying my tongue
My hand

Are these words he wants to hear?
Will he leave?
I’m scared to take that step
Off the edge
Dear god not again
April
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April  19/F/Virginia
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     Shubhankar Mathur and Reese
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