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Apr 2016
I love to pretend,
Love to belive that what I see is fake
Love to show who I am not
Love to hide the tears,
lingering, waiting, burning through my skin,
wanting to be set free
The truth tears me apart
So it's easier to pretend
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   Isabelle
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