My life consists of lots of pretending, which always leads to guilt. 
                              I am lacking in so many things, courage being a main. 
                              I am sicker than I thought. Eating less, patching up criss crossed arms. 
                              But, I need to leave behind these times and people, wake myself up. 
                                      
                                          
                                   
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A collection of poems
PoésieA collection of my poems for your enjoyment TW for some depressing things and swearing
 
                                               
                                                  