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I am me


My pillow stained with tears,

another sleepless night for the lonely.

My feelings are stabbing my heart like spears,

my room is feeling homey.

My heart is like ice,

I'm in a kingdom of isolation.

This has happened more than twice,

This internal damnation.



My breath stops,

the night is silent.

I have to give myself more props,

My past was never this violent.

I'm letting go,

I'm not the perfect girl people want to see.

Going to make myself grow,

I'm going to be me.

 

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