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May 2020
The saddest thing about being me

Is the parts that don't get to be

That with all I give it wont be recieved

Rejected or I will be deceived

My truth is not just what is perceived

It's the scars on my heart for all to see

The longing to let my heart be free

Broken and battered total calamity

It's the love I've given and never returned

How that make my soul yearn

To find the one that I can let my guard down

And i can really let it be seen

Who this man truly could be
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