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Apr 2012
It still haunts me
The real thing laughs and
The reflection slowly drowns

When you see me
You won't believe me
My stories won't make any sense
I know it seems make believe
But I always have up a fence

The walls that guard me
Will come crumbling down
With just one touch
When I am found

Everyone will look at me with such dismay
They'll think all were lies
It won't matter what I say
They won't look into my eyes

I will face this alone
I won't ask anyone for help
They won't call me on the phone
I will face this alone
Written on October 8, 2011 to March 8, 2012
Lily Mayfield
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