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Dec 2011
I hang my feet
over the edge
I stare at my reflection

I want to let go,
but still hold on
for reasons undetected

I long to see
just who I am
my face, without deception

I need the world to see
inside of me
have my being dissected
Written by
nakedandalone
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   Andrew Name
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