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Dec 2024
they appear
like giant black specs
in the corner of my eyes
peeking behind doors
hiding under beds
they are our fear
we do not feel
they are the pain
we shove, hide,
and push away
they are the black holes
in our minds
idk. just a little something.
abstractembarrassment
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abstractembarrassment  someone you never loved
(someone you never loved)   
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