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Oct 2014
I am what I refuse to admit

I am 2 parts *****, 1 part tears;
I am bottle in the nightstand;
I am tear stained stuffed animals.

I am late night walks alone;
I am a stranger rejected;
I am silent howling wind.

I am weird kid on the bus;
I am panic attacks at school;
I am after class *"talks"
with teachers.

I am bracelets on my wrist;
I am the persistent urge;
I am fear of heights for the wrong reason.

I am a house, not a home;
I am old sweater in the closet;
I am fake fauna on the patio.

*
to myself.
this is who i am underneath the surface.
Athea
Written by
Athea  Abu Dhabi
(Abu Dhabi)   
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   Haiden Rose, --- and MalaiDaisies
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