I have grown up hating my own name
The way it rattles in my mouth
Like poison touching flesh
It burns
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PoetryJust a lonely teenager in love, struggeling with emotions and wanting the end to come sooner rather than later :( i want to love but i just dont want to hurt them if i love one then i will hurt the other. So please forgive me, i can't hold back my...
68: NAMELESS
I have grown up hating my own name
The way it rattles in my mouth
Like poison touching flesh
It burns
