It’s getting harder to hide,
I’m losing it.
Cracking up.
Don’t touch me,
It feels wrong.
Don’t pity me
It burns my heart.
Don’t try to assuage my shakes
It hurts to see your frivolous attempts.
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I feel wrong in this skin,
A siren holds the reigns.
I’ll sing you a sweet, loving song,
But don’t come near or
You’ll sink into the ocean too.
Please don’t embrace me.
I am the siren; I am the lie.
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