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Oct 2012
Early in the morning, I open up
But not completely- no one would understand
Only I, no one else
Not even the people closest to me
They think they know me the best.
But aren't you forgetting you're the ones who let my sprit down
The pain you gave me was for the best
The day was done. I cried it all out...

I went inside my lonely little bud
And I sat in a dark, lonely corner-
waiting for something to hit me
Everyone abuses me- emotionally and physically
They don't care how they make me feel
For all I am is a little flower
Opening up to the world
Written by
A R P
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   --- and amt
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