3d
Blood is red,
Roses are dying,
Everything hurts.
Pain amping up,
So now—
I’m sitting here,
Crying.
Roses are dying,
Everything hurts.
Pain amping up,
So now—
I’m sitting here,
Crying.
Acid reflux, period cramps, and IBS— mixed together, take a toll on my body. I just never let it show around others.
(15/F/Wisconsin)
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