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Feb 2015
I hate me
me or we
because it seems
through all these scenes
I just can't love me
I can't be
what you see
so, the truth, he
will show to
the world too
so I take
to words I make
to the knife
to end my strife
a dull blade
makes me fade
so all the pain
to follow cain
and **** a part
of me, my heart
this is a poem I had a friend help me with
Written by
Adrian Strider
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   Emily Tyler
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