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acmohle
acmohle she/they | 21 | Canada
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There is a scream that I store in my chest...

Anatomy

There is a scream that I store in my chest

In a mason jar, vacuum sealed

It ferments and it ages

From anger to rage

But I'll never let it escape

There is a sob that I hide in my stomach

In a box under a bed to forget

Sometimes it gets out

With a clamouring shout

But it's stowed away before anyone sees

There's a laugh I keep stapled to my face

A people-pleasing guideline to heed

And on the days I don't ache

It's not always fake

Cause weakness is something I don't need

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