June 29th

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You always told me to suck up feelings.
Always complaining,
That they had no meaning.
Can't leave my bedroom,
Without you teasing.
You act like a queen,
Can't you see that I'm kneeling?
Just chop off my head,
Hang me from the ceiling.

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