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The house is quite, hear the crickets outside, hear the dog barking, it’s nights like this that scare me, it might be quite in the house but it’s loud in my head, words coming in and out, thoughts to

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I’m told to be polite, to be ladylike but it’s not me, I’m no lady, no man why can’t they see that, why can’t they see me.

There are many different kind of eyes, the ones that are soft and shy like sheep in a dream, the ones that are LOUD and bright as stars, the ones that are red and dangerous there like daggers piercing

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