Pain can be beautiful too

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Trapped in a box
Keeps getting smaller and smaller
Air holes dry up like water on sand
No one left to hear

So empty inside

How can I smile
At you

When you've yelled so angrily
At me?

Pushed me down so I can't breathe

I feel

Maybe I'll die today

Maybe I can

Shouldn't Aren't
Burdens supposed to be erased?

Like me.
Aren't I supposed to be defaced?

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