projection

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  my mother acts as if i hung the moon but she can't help but criticize the way that it droops in the sky she tells me i am just like her in looks 
Calm overwhelms me   Breaking and splintering the anger and painThe words you spoke to me may heal with time But scars take far longer to fade    I stand tall  
Do you ever look at the stars and just leave home? Leave earth? Because when I see those shining beauties dotted like white paint, They take me to a universe without any distractions. An interesting thing about stars,
There are demons pressing in on me. There are demons pressing out on me. It's as if when my eyes hit the mirror they hit the bullseye for my body to grow. the  bullseye is really a trigger.
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