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i will need to learn how to stop hurting over the things that i will never be it is hard sometimes for wounds to heal when you keep picking at them and i am all wounds and no scars open and burning festering with decay i have tried so hard to be the type that is bright and radiant with light i never realized how much i have ached for something that cannot be a life that is spent wasted on inadequacy i will never learn how to be worthy
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May 6, 2020
May 6, 2020 at 10:38 AM UTC
why am i like this
i will need to learn how to stop hurting over the things that i will never be it is hard sometimes for wounds to heal when you keep picking at them and i am all wounds and no scars open and burning festering with decay i have tried so hard to be the type that is bright and radiant with light i never realized how much i have ached for something that cannot be a life that is spent wasted on inadequacy i will never learn how to be worthy
feeling very inadequate so here's an inadequate poem to express how inadequate i feel
try-hard
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May 6, 2020
May 6, 2020 at 10:38 AM UTC
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