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Aug 2017
I put on a mask and play my game
I hope people see past my charade
I answer yes and no but I usually lie, afraid of what people might find on the inside.
I build my castle high, and make people think they see it all
But they dont have the key to the dungeon, just the towers and *****
No one has ever seen the darkest parts of my mind
Its a dangerous place where my real smile is confined
People see false happiness in the "girl" they think they know
But they dont know the boy thats sad and alone
Only when the boy jumps from his tower
Will they see the dark place where he spent his last hours.

O.N.
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Olliver  16/Trans Male/Neverland
(16/Trans Male/Neverland)   
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