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Head - A Poem

  • Feb 10
  • 1 min read

If I told you all the thoughts 

Stuck within my fucked up head.

You would think I was just too weird.

And suggest therapy instead. 

So I keep my thoughts internalised.

I am always excellent at masking.

There is just no way I can say the words

Therefore I am never bloody asking.

 
 
 

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