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Sep 2018
Hiding underneath the cover
Ignoring will make all my problems go away
Pretending I am the hunter
And not the prey
My bullets deflecting right back at me
Leaving me wounded and hurt as can be
My confidence shining right through
But I am insecure
I try not to give out clues
Hiding behind my own shield
My fate is sealed
Still waiting for my wounds to heal
At last they never will until all my secrets are revealed
Secrets Are Made To Hide
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