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 Jan 2020 Anaïs
Malia
Sometimes
I feel like everything
I say
Is held against me.

I wonder
Why you wonder
I don’t say anything
Anymore.

I can’t
Tell you anything
Anymore.
Is it okay to feel this way towards your own mom?
 Jan 2020 Anaïs
Melanie Jackson
you see her
at least the shell
she allows
she builds it up
there are no cracks
there are no fractures
the perfect human
she's never rude
she's never frowning
and only when she is alone
can she breath
a breath of relief
and let down her shell
I smiled at you
When I was broken inside
Never realizing
You were always the reason I cried
#hi
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