Nana Mills Poems

You hurt me in a way you'll never know.
Those words
That Anger
Now you say you want to apologize
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Fake People
So you walk around with a huge smile, yet envy instills burning hate and desire in your heart
So you sit there and talk about profanity?
Why should it matter what my hair looks like?
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My heart feels heavy
The lump at the back of my throat is emerging
The tears gloss my eyes
The conflicting anger is not too far behind either
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