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The names hide who I really am. People can't see through them, and sadly they never will. Names hide our true nature, And when I see a fimiliar face I throw one up to match. I don't know why. I guess I fell my true self would scare people and thats not my pourpose.
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May 8, 2013
May 8, 2013 at 4:17 PM UTC
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The names hide who I really am. People can't see through them, and sadly they never will. Names hide our true nature, And when I see a fimiliar face I throw one up to match. I don't know why. I guess I fell my true self would scare people and thats not my pourpose.
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May 8, 2013
May 8, 2013 at 4:17 PM UTC
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