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Nov 2011
She cries
Not on the outside, not when anyone is around
She knows,
All of her shortcomings, all of her flaws
She is a coward
Too afraid to show emotion, too afraid to do what she must
She could be great
If she would open, if she would stop the doubt
She could be great.
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