I remember being 9,
I couldn't even look at the lines,
That they wrote on the chalkboard,
Reminded me of his arms,
I had to hide these feelings,
So I decided to talk more,
I'd always joke around,
Coping with my problems by being the class clown,
Now I guess all of the years pretending are slowly wearing me down.
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