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Jun 29
There’s always yelling, there’s always fighting

I walk away from my mom and into the other room so she can calm down

The tv..

It’s loud..

Yelling..

I walk into the next room searching for peace

The dogs..

They won’t stop barking..

Yelling..

I walk into a room where there’s no noises, no people

But my mind..

It’s loud..

And yelling
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