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Marina Nov 2019
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At this time
I'm not going to understand
The meaning of this,
But the kind of love they say is wrong,
Is the love I like.
Knowing the love you give
Makes the females trip;
My bad for falling,

My body trembles too pruly for others to love
who had no intention in
Keeping me forever.
Samuel Evan Aug 2015
Gotta stay sane boys.
That's what they expect after all.
That's what they think they'll see.
But is it?
Or is it different?

I jabbed myself with my own pen though.
It's bleeding now, making me rethink writing
Do I write and run the risk?
Or do I stop and go numb?
Who knows really?

You'll read this.
You'll think it's too much.
And then you'll click away.
But before you do, remember.
Masks are easy to put on.
I often find myself deep inside my own head. Though I wrote this a while back, it's still true.

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