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there is an aching
in my chest
as if someone is
squeezing my heart
in their fist

there is water
on my cheeks
as if someone has
forgotten to turn off
the tap for weeks

there are words
on my paper
as if someone
told me that they
do not matter

and there are monsters
in my head
as if someone
wants me to lie
still living when i am dead

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