My Glass House
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Ongoing, First published Aug 16, 2016
This is a poem I wrote when I was feeling extremely alone in the world. I was depressed over still being in the closet, being "positive" my entire family would hate me, and the fact that I was sure that I would never find real physical love, blah blah blah. Anyways, I hope you enjoy! I don't know if it's good, but I still enjoy it very much.
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we're all beggars here, clawing at each other's sepia-toned loneliness ... || caffeinated afterthoughts and lovers' vomit ||