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Jun 2021
it scares me.
the way the world beats me down, pulverizing my hope and dreams.
the way the air smothers me,
no matter how smooth the oxygen is i fail to breath.
it scares me.
how you can make the worlds fists halt.
how you can make my lungs expand with ease.
you scare me baby, but i love it.
Mikey
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Mikey  18/Trans/my bed
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   Healer
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