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I swallowed my confessions Took it straight with no chaser Burned my esophagus Torched my chest Landed in my belly And I never flinched Became a inferno A host of discarded truths Cause if they were ever regurgitated they’d hurt more than a few How you catch Heartburn from words? Indigestion be unsettling I swallowed confessions to save you Your ego Your image Your lineage Your title of a good man I be the reason they crown you king All because I didn’t say a thing Not a whisper No murmur I be the first to boost you up Tell of your good works Shout it from the rafters Even on bad terms Ship wrecked

Oct 10

I remember that first time I froze involuntarily Played freeze tag From unsolicited touches I was 5… I survived Again at 7 and 11 13 I figured I was old enough to fight back That I'd no longer let anyone take or touch what didn't belong to them in fact I put on a mask pulled it over my face plastered on a smile so you would never be able to tell when I was down 2002 was more than a number it was the last time I was able to hear his voice the one who gave me mine prematurely lost a life that meant everything to mine 2010 took 14 pills and figured I end it here No more suffering No longer longing for space or time where things once felt alright I survived Numbers be infinite so as many t

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