Bricks

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roseboy
roseboySomeone who wants to see change.
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My relationship with my chest.

Bricks

Two bricks weigh down on my chest, Crushing the air out of me, And killing me slowly.

I try to ignore them, But they're still there.

More pressure makes it better, But causes more pain, Once you let go.

One day, someone will come, And take these bricks from my chest. And on that day,

I'll be free.

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