why do I find joy
in horrors
im just a boy
that you torture
im not a toy
youre my disorder
wanna destroy
your order
stay away from me
i dont feel safe around you
don't make me feel guilty
i just don't trust you
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I AM MADE OF PAPER: A Collection of Poetry
PoetryI am made of paper. You rip me into pieces And throw me away. No one wants to put me back together. I am made of p a p e r.
