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Private Spiralling.

I don't know why this is bugging me so much.

 

Maybe it's the fact

That I have to be so

Vulnerable.

 

I don't even have to talk about myself that much.

 

So why am I

So Scared?

 

It's just a silly little essay.

 

I don't want anyone to know.

 

That I'm not okay.

 

Because

I

Will

Be.

 

I just need a little more time.

 

Hurting.

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