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Oct 2024
I’m sorry there’s never anything in my mind
What even is there to find
worth keeping in this messed up brain
That will only cause confusion
                   and pain

The mirror is my best friend
When we sit and talk about how it all could end
Then we cry (but we’re both silent)  
Me and my mirror, always so violent
we finally depart
Then I **** myself it’s time for a fresh start

But the moonlight reveals all of my lies
                         You should just feed me to the flies..
You’re holding onto dust
Confusing grief and longing for lust
                  But it's okay, I'm just insane
With eyes that leak like rain
What a lovely story...
Written by
Madison Davenport  17/F
(17/F)   
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