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the new version, it was one of my first poems. i wanted to see how i excelled in poetry. thank you for all the support. i love you all.
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absolute madness
crying into the mirror
fingers searching for a spot
to let out my pain

strand by strand
more of my happiness falls
regret sets in later
but now its reality

once beautiful hair
now scatters the sink
why, why god?
i cant take this anymore.

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