Butterflies //tw sh//

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Its been a stressful day of hiding the truth
I should be optimistic, but theres lies in my youth
I wish I could breathe, I should get some rest
I look at the glass, *sigh*, my mind knows best
Just a couple, and I should be fine
Oh no, I went too far, i took my time
It went from one, to two.. to twenty.. to thirty
I feel so numb.. I feel so fucking dirty
In the morning is when I feel the worse
All my actions, the pain, LEAVE MY HEAD
but no, all I feel for the day.. is just all dread
Knowing I have to hide once more, sneak
Its okay though, they'll be gone in two weeks

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 17, 2021 ⏰

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