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Thoughts

i paint this pain on my wrist
and watch my pain drip drip and drip


im falling so fast just wishing someone
would catch me at last

im lost here inside my walls with all of
thes thoughts just wishing for once
i could be who i want to and not be judged
for whats on the outside

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If only we all could be what we wanted and not be judged.