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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.
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Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 4:05 PM UTC
I am what I refuse to admit
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-hillman
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Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 4:05 PM UTC
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