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Dec 2014
Truth: We call ourselves deep
Sometimes: We call others shallow
But really: We are the shallowest of all
                                                           **For we wear our hearts on our sleeves
                                                         ­  Inflate our pain
                                                            ­And  pine for that                          which we do not             deserve
Sydney Ann
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