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Jul 2015
Nobody deserves to see the joy and pain that I hide within me.

Whoever wants to dig and see only needs to prove that they're worthy of me.

So the smile that I hide and the tears that I hold do not exist in the face of the bold.

They are only revealed to those with hearts made of gold.
The Whisper
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The Whisper  24/M/Los Angeles
(24/M/Los Angeles)   
     Mouthpiece, ---, EM and Poetic Thoughts
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