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Notes on my phone

By Helen AlarconPublished 9 months ago 1 min read

I wish I didn’t have a name

Not when I was born at least

I am bound to letters with no meaning to me

Maybe it's the amount of times I’ve heard my name being yelled

Maybe it's the amount of times he’s said he thinks it's cute

Maybe it’s the way my unrequited love has only said twice

But in my head I am me and I need no label

- I live without my boundaries

(5/29/24)

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About the Creator

Helen Alarcon

16 years old

I write occasionally

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  • Tim Carmichael9 months ago

    You write beautifully!

  • shanmuga priya2 years ago

    Thank you for your writing.

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