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Write on My Mind


I scream but you do not hear.

The words that you speak, 

will remain on my skin.

As I reminisce on the feeling of joy, 

that I hold no longer.

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B. A.

Young Poet with old thoughts. LGBT member. Activist. Scientist. Teen.

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