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6d
I keep finding that I cared more than I like,
Laughing whenever you laughed,
Crying whenever you cried,
Feeling judged when you judged.

Like a sinkhole opening up,
Approval of any form,
Being swallowed whole,
Everyone, love me, please.

The desperation seems to scream,
Skin blistering as everyone stares,
Collapsing into my tankard heart,
And I'm sure everyone sees it all.

Like a sinkhole opening up,
Approval of any form,
Being swallowed whole,
Everyone, love me, please.

The desperation seems to scream,
Skin blistering as everyone stares,
Collapsing into my tankard heart,
And I'm sure everyone sees it all.

This is me that was created,
From the dirt underneath,
Bleeding silently in a kitchen,
Eyes wide as I couldn't cry,
Wondering if they really love me.
Skyler M
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Skyler M  23/M/Idaho
(23/M/Idaho)   
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   Immortality
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