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Oct 11
Hidden glare of strangers
Maybe all over now
even if you forgive me not
I'll always be here with you

Wake me when it's over
Wake me to a place I know
Hidden glare of strangers
Will never go.

You don't seem to understand
Shame on all the fears we hold so dear
You know what they say might hurt you
Even if they'll never go.
Written by
Neo Dore  19/M/United States
(19/M/United States)   
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