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Poetry

If your looking for fun, frilly poetry. This is not for you. It's dark. It's disturbed. It's me.

When I

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by NessaHansen

by NessaHansen

When you meet someone, your curious.

When my brother meets someone,
he makes friends.

When my mother meets someone,
she makes a family.

When I meet someone,
I feel cold.

I feel scared, I can't stop the pass of the things happening in my head.

Nothing will shut up
or quiet down.

I have no control
over my emotions.

I can't stop being afraid.

Afraid.

Afraid....

I can't stop shaking.

I can't breath right.

I think I'm dying.

I wish I was already dead.