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(Ego as fragile as the gossamer wings of a fairy I stood nose to nose with a child, quite contrary) Everything I do is in fear of him and her Stick up my chin To prove to them I’m not so immature slinking beneath shimmery skin Aching and breaking I’m overwhelmed by these emotions One at a time and they each consume me Body so small, when they run through me All my hate And this fear Bitterness, despair, and distress All my love, my ecstasy All of my happiness I can only really feel the one. You say I’m a[censored] and to[redacted] Then you say I deserve it cause the way that I’ve acted Hate to know myself when disconcert It’s too much (I’m in pain!) I’m tired of this needless, childish hurt
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Dec 30, 2020
Dec 30, 2020 at 5:13 PM UTC
Tinker Bell
(Ego as fragile as the gossamer wings of a fairy I stood nose to nose with a child, quite contrary) Everything I do is in fear of him and her Stick up my chin To prove to them I’m not so immature slinking beneath shimmery skin Aching and breaking I’m overwhelmed by these emotions One at a time and they each consume me Body so small, when they run through me All my hate And this fear Bitterness, despair, and distress All my love, my ecstasy All of my happiness I can only really feel the one. You say I’m a[censored] and to[redacted] Then you say I deserve it cause the way that I’ve acted Hate to know myself when disconcert It’s too much (I’m in pain!) I’m tired of this needless, childish hurt
Very old poem. I thank the Lord every day that I developed basic ******* interpersonal skills and also the ability to ✨manage my emotions✨
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Dec 30, 2020
Dec 30, 2020 at 5:13 PM UTC
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