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couch with floral throw pillows beside white wooden table and chair

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Constructs reflected in your eyes
Binding shackles tighten
Console me with sharpened knives
Retrieve my broken self
So tired, so loud.
Lost in the moments.
Smiling behind pretentious smiles
Voices bouncing back and forth
Silent in the chaos of you
Tear the pieces of my soul


Shut me out.


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