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what's up wattpad, its time for a vent-poetry-book try #2. if you've followed me since the beginning you might remember that i had a vent poetry book. unfortunately i deleted it at 15. anyways, hi, yeah, im lacuna (shadow heart), im 19, + here lies all the shit that fills my head
oh also tw: mental illness, trauma, unreality
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