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Soul Scraper
Your perfect dark curls
And long gold talons,
Too intimidating.
The way you don’t notice me,
The way I am invisible,
It hurts too much.
I want my friends
To be my friends
All the time,
Not just when you aren’t looking.
I can’t cope with this,
You’re breaking me down.