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Aug 2018
I'm fine.
Please believe me when I lie.
I'm hurting deep inside.
I'm crying every night.
I'm not alone, but in need of loneliness.
I hate silence, but I would rather have silence than invite my best pal insecurity.
I'm fine
Please believe me when I lie.
~M.J
Mercia
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Mercia  24/F/USA
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