i don't like
how they
look at me
their eyes
have poison
laced looks
why do they
hate me?
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untitled.
Poetrytrapped inside an endless dark hallway. i tried to find someone to help guide me but then i ended up chained up. chained up in a tree of guilt. letting leaves fall out and grow back. never staying still as they get pushed around by the wind of chang...
