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Jul 2020
How am I supposed to act like nothing's wrong when I feel like I'm somewhere I don't belong?
I've got too much pride to be asking you questions, but the unknown is feeding my depression. I've never done it the way I should, so impatient, it's always misunderstood.
We've been through hell and back, of course we'll see everything as an attack, then fight back in the areas we know the other lacks.
So please let me tell you what I feel inside, because I want to close this divide, even if that means swallowing my pride.
Written for a dear friend, Matthew.
Chaos Kidd
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Chaos Kidd  27/F/Pennsylvania
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