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Sep 2012
Everything I was inside,
all the things I tried to hide,
slowly fade until at last
I am nothing but a mask.

All the dreams I held so dear,
all the things I used to fear,
gone so completely you can't tell
that there was more here than a shell.

Everything I ever was,
my life, my love, all gone because
I locked them away for far too long;
tired of shadows, they've finally gone.
Mikeyla S Benzinger
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Mikeyla S Benzinger
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