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Dec 1
My eyes are wide
From every terrible thought that comes to mind

My eyes are filled with tears
From holding them in

My eyes are red
From barely any sleep

And my eyes are tired
Because they have to make it through the day and again

I'm glad it's dark
So no one can see them
Once again, I find myself at a sleepover where I can't sleep until morning...
Liana
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Liana  F/NJ/silently screaming
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