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The curls are cut and gone The past falls away Swept up with a broom Pent up in my room Slowly changing Long hair And short sleeves To sweatshirts Rearranging A beanie to cover up The dread I feel Looking in the mirror I hope to see change But I don't know what of This is my dysphoria
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Jan 12, 2021
Jan 12, 2021 at 5:07 PM UTC
My Dysphoria
The curls are cut and gone The past falls away Swept up with a broom Pent up in my room Slowly changing Long hair And short sleeves To sweatshirts Rearranging A beanie to cover up The dread I feel Looking in the mirror I hope to see change But I don't know what of This is my dysphoria
I might make this into a song... well see
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Jan 12, 2021
Jan 12, 2021 at 5:07 PM UTC
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