12/17/23

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You scream like I should know
Like I should know where to go
How to grow
How to become somebody you never showed

It's disappointing
And disgusting
And totally discombobulating
How I see and feel and touch and smell and taste is absolutely distressing
But only distressing for you

I'll stop being this version of myself
Only for you

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