Before I met you,
I lay awake because my pillow was soaked with the blood of memories.
I asked myself how one bitch by the name of Jessica could bring me down.
I felt unnecissary.
I felt unwanted,
And my brother was making things worse.
I took interest in the same sex as me.
Sure, it was great and fun to tease him,
That time,
I Lay awake thinking of how
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