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Apr 2015
we pretend all day
so ashamed to say
that when..
the sun goes down
we find comfort
amidst our tongues
and weakened souls
..they shouldn't know
because we're great
and they'll shout
they'll gossip
but the more we hide
the easier we break
if no one knows
then we're not proud
i just don't know why i never say it out
sainche micano
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sainche micano  alone
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