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Nov 2021
We're fragile
Just like glass

Every time we break
I'm left to pick up the pieces

Every time I share my joy
You say I'm acting like a child

When I share my troubles
You say I'm being ungrateful

I do something wrong
And you raise your voice

I do something nice
And it goes by ignored

Now I lie here
In a pool of my own blood

Will this go unnoticed too?
Will you finally see my pain?

But don't you worry amor

A place far from you
Is a place where I can finally be at peace
Tess
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Tess  19/F
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     Wyatt and Logun Alexander Johnson
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