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They are the thoughts in my head that I can't say out loud. They are the feelings that I don't know what to do with. It's the outlet to my pain. It's the outlet to my thoughts. This is where I put how I'm feeling. They are poems. They are sad. But they are me. This, these poems, is whats hidden under my mask. The poems are mine but some of the one or two sentence piece's are not.
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Thursday

The depths of my mind and dialogue of it all. My thoughts. My fakeness. My lies. My confessions. My Raw mental conversations. My weakness. My complicated life. The nonsense that creeps up in my head when I'm thinking. There is no need to understand. There is no need to feel pity. This is Thursday.

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