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Jan 2023
i don't want to see you cry again
in your closet
alone

knocking on the door,
calling my name,
please don't cry alone
"Closet" is from the perspective of my roommates, who dealt with my bs. I am so grateful for them putting up with me, and without them, I probably wouldn't come to my senses. I would cry in my dorm closet a lot and my roommates made it clear that it was okay to sit in the room with them.
shaina
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shaina  19/F/USA
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