On My Youth

On My Youth

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my word vomit compiled πŸͺ½ if anyone of you steals my poems, i curse you to always end up with mismatched socks, i curse you to have warm pillows during hot nights, and i curse you to forget where your things are when you need them the most.
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Drink up~ the loneliness. Broken.~ Crushed.~ Shattered.~ Torn.~ Explore my deepest.. We have to lose grip and lose ourselves to realise things, accept the changes even if it takes someone so precious to let go and break you in pieces I remember being once a teenager and thinking I had no one to speak to. So I wrote my pain in poems, it did help but having to think my friends or Family would never understand. I was wrong. Mental health matters. Volume. I

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