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Apr 2017
I ask around about me
What people see
That way I perceive
A game of hide and seek

I see their soul
The words they chose
To talk about my sin
Betray their own skin

*** is a man weakness  
Seems like my magnet
Maybe I need some kindess
You only play with my sadness

Weak or strong
Nothing or all
Who do you see?
You dont even know

Im not the answer you seek
Not in the world you live in
Cristy Sesma
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