I want a refund.

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They said.
I became.

They knew not.
Their words.
Made me.

They knew not.
Their words.
Made monsters.

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Dear diary, I lost count of some days but I hope that heading fits.

I just want to remind you again, the walls in my room are still having those conversations.

They tell me stories of beautiful places when I close my eyes. They whisper names of familiar people.

They didn't invite me but,
I hope I don't join them soon.

Yours In Isolation,

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I'd fly back to my childhood days
Where happiness was the only currency I knew.

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at the depths
of solitary silence,
beyond
the walls of hope,
sanity, care and happiness,



i walked,
the universe of my heart

salvaging,
what's left of something
once beautiful.

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Sometimes, I wanna be bird.

Unheard, unsung, untold, unseen.

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How do you spell aFmily ?

With love and care or reoccurring sadness and fear.

Do you write it down with a big smile or a dangerously carnage face?

Do you embrace it with warmth of relations or avoid it's contents?

Do you crave your bloodlines or avoid their presence?

Do you feel the F word should come first ?

Do you?
Or maybe,

Should you ?

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I need you

To no lose my sanity to
you.

I need you without
your brokenness.

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And from my abundance of love
You fed
Even
though
I
was
partly
broken.

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She seeks self destruction
In a world that judges her
type of Love
In a world that doesn't
understand demisexuals
don't just end up in your
arms by luck.

In a world that
doesn't understand
there is no sexual
attraction until
there is a strong
feeling of
emotional bond

She seeks self destruction
from the hidden tortures
she felt everytime her spouse
judges her for always wanting more than just a kiss;

Things demisexuals have to die with.

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