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Dec 2016
You're blind to their faults
Others will see it
You won't

You're taken with them
Others won't see what you do
But you won't see what others do

"They're perfect for me"
That's what you think
When you think you're in love

Truth comes like a storm
It destroys what you think are your feelings
It flushes out the rest

But after the storm
You see the barren land
That was originally there

You see the truth
Somebody Nobody
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Somebody Nobody  20/F/Santa Ana, USA
(20/F/Santa Ana, USA)   
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