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Nov 2012
Go to sleep crying
Wake up
Crying
Because I woke up
They walk in and I smile
I talk
I laugh at their jokes
Crack a few of my own
But then they leave
And I cry
Because I'm so good
I'm so ******* good at looking okay,
I can't be helped
Seemingly perfect on the outside but
If you roll up my sleeves
If you looked at the scars
You'd realize
People in life are more ****** up than they appear
Jay Forrest
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Jay Forrest  South of Nowhere
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