she wasn't
always
that monster
that hid
under beds,
she had been
a scared,
out of her wits
child,
too.
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anhedonia ✓
Poetry❝ there was something truly wrong with her heart being so constantly exposed to disapointment. she needed to relearn how to feel again-how to breathe without restraint, how to love without having to think about the falling. because god, the fall did...
