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Scared of my own face, I turn all the mirrors around
I stay at home, alone, waiting for my next command
He's here, my caregiver, my life or death
My existence revolves around him
He can be, loving, carrying but-
"You slut! You wanna go outside?
"I'll show you stars..."
It hurts all over
When he's gone, I talk to the people in the small box
I tell my story of how he loves me,but
"He does what! Where do you live?
"I should go over there to help..."
They say that hiding and hurting me isn't love
They say he's a monster
That he depletes my self esteem
With each passing day, it gets lower
What's deplete?
//Sorry I didn't update yesterday, Wattpad being a bitch again
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Daily slice of Life
PoetryThese are just poems that I've wrote done. We've all had those days, happy, sad, any emotions will be in this book.
