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Jan 2022

I’ve blocked them out,
My counselor tells me it’s okay,
Let it out.
Yet I stay silent,
I shall let you fester whatever you make me out.
We pretended,
We lied,
We did this.
But it’s only me at fault,
And I’m the one on the couch,
Talking to a shrink.

Written by
Delyla Nunez  26/F/Nowhere
(26/F/Nowhere)   
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   Jason James
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