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maybe some pieces of me
didn't want to die
didn't want to give up
didn't want to stop trying
but a deep, hidden part that's never shown
really did want to give up everything I've ever known
it gave me dreams about dying
painted scenes that always left me crying
made loud voices in my head
telling me that everything would change
that everything would be better
with me dead.
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'identity'- poetry
Poetry"perhaps it's impossible to wear an identity without becoming what you pretend to be" a poem book exploring struggles with identity, emotions, and finding a place where you belong (a few of these poems are from my other poem book "inside me".)
