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Hide me from prying gaze,
tuck me in a room of black.
So I won't be seen
as the LEECH that I am.
I cannot break the cycle, nor rise above.
I am confused.
What must I do to stay hidden?
I need to change.
I want it so bad it wrecks my brain.
I clench my hands in a deathgrip,
knuckles white, in desperation.
WHEN WHEN WHEN?

Hide me in a paper brown bag.
I feel uneasy.

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