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Dec 2014
Why open up
When they give you reasons to close
Why give them love
If hate is what they show
Guard yourself
As I guard me
If I let them creep in
They'll only harm me

So don't knock down walls
I'll just have to rebuild
Don't call me your sister
It the relationship isn't real
Don't dare tell me to talk to you
If you don't like how I feel

I refuse to tell you
What you want to hear
My words are now truth
I don't care how you feel

Breannah Cross
I was cut short sorry
Breannah Cross
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Breannah Cross  Woodruff
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