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the broken pieces lie on my bed
my tears soak my already wet pillow
the voices loudly repeat in my head
all the pain my heart will still owe
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• wilting & blooming •
PoezieA bunch of coming of age poems from my middle school to high school life explaining my biggest traumas, to my happiest moments. • completed • #29 in haiku
