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js random but i promise it gets good,
some poems are for people who feels overwhelmed from the unlocked memories from childhood:)

poems number 34+ are my good ones(or i can think so haha...) so check it out!!

poem#55

mom, don't you know
that people tells me I'm too quiet
that my personality revolves around not giving a shit

but when you talk to me
you pull out my 8 year old self
open your mouth and suddenly
i am not here
there is only a child you
made knees bled
arms broken
eyes hurt so bad she can't even open them

you see, the "me" living inside the deepest part of my heart is just a
child
and i think i
still am

so do not talk to me
unless you want to see the past
you created