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Headache
This headache is killing me.
Beating through my skull, this throbbing pain.
It's so constant and that might be the worst part.
Sitting alone in my bed slowly dying
right in front of the ghosts.
They find it to be so disrespectful,
Me wasting my youth alone in the dark.
They judge me with scornful and familiar faces.
They almost, just almost, look like my friends and family.
So all pressure from their gazes hurt that much more.
But the pain never ends,
because even when they look away.
My head still hurts
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Alexis Ransom
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