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The truth behind my absence might scare a few People will turn a blind eye, because I am not part of their crew I sit alone in a teeming room Look up, you won’t find me there, I left to soon My silent dwellings concaved, keep me sane The noise within these walls, prevent the pain As they stroll by me everyday I hear them say... "The light is too bright For someone with poor eyesight Dim it For he will give you a fright!" Spread the love, Stop the hurt I am different Introvert.
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May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 4:46 PM UTC
Different
The truth behind my absence might scare a few People will turn a blind eye, because I am not part of their crew I sit alone in a teeming room Look up, you won’t find me there, I left to soon My silent dwellings concaved, keep me sane The noise within these walls, prevent the pain As they stroll by me everyday I hear them say... "The light is too bright For someone with poor eyesight Dim it For he will give you a fright!" Spread the love, Stop the hurt I am different Introvert.
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May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 4:46 PM UTC
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