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Pick Me Pickle

After the fight I sobbed and didn’t wipe away my tears

After days I chopped my hair off and deleted social media

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After weeks I went back to school and tried to act normal

After months I got diagnosed and got medicated

After a year I bought the plane ticket and went on the trip

After you I started writing again

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Bella Smerz | Hexagonal Days

I see butterflies in moths I see shapes and animals in the scattered clouds in the sky I see fairies when I rub my eyes too hard and occasionally, I’ll see tears fall from the heavens I thought I saw my grandma the other day And then I remembered she’s been sprouting flowers for six years Like a honeycomb, some days are so very sweet to see them the way that they aren’t usually meant to be

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