you are the scratchy feeling I get in the back of my throat from crying too much.
you are the sound of teeth crunching together.
you are my pain,
can I have a break please?
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loud poetry from a quiet girl
Poetrypoetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry
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you are the scratchy feeling I get in the back of my throat from crying too much.
you are the sound of teeth crunching together.
you are my pain,
can I have a break please?
