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May 28
What you get, isn't always what you see.
I've worn many masks, to hide the real me.

Too scared to show, who I really am
A fragile child in the body of a man.

My day full of pain, my thoughts all wasted
Bitter and sour, life's fruit I've tasted

But for you, just know, I tried to stay strong
Please remember our love, even after I'm gone
Written by
Robert D  51/M/Home
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