My room is a sponge Walls have swallowed all the screaming Pillow has soaked all the tears Books have heard all my unfinished speeches Mirror has locked away all my insecurities Shower released my anxiety down the drain Wardrobe filled with all my folded personalities My demons hung up on the hanger While my body sinks in the bed
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