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Jul 2013
You know the true me, you know my name.
So why do you taunt me like this is some game?

You see through my disguise and discover my pain.
You say my pain is as normal as the summer rain.

But I do not feel that way at all,
for my pain keeps me feeling oh so small.

So tiny and unimportant I feel,
but here you've come, to help me heal.

So together we stand each wearing a disguise.
That to me, was a most pleasant surprise.
Bryce K
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