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Jan 27
A void inside my chest,
Inside my body I'm a guest.

My reflection is never the same,
Stole even my last name.

Sand drips slower today,
Real boy confined in cold clay.

Watching through a peephole,
Desperate of nothing but
Control.
felt weird today, thoughts on my poem?
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alex  20/M
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