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Jan 29
Sometimes I feel

I'm running out of time

Smiling but drowning in

Insecurity inside

Only with you, I don't have to hide

The only one in which

I confide

Complimenting everyone I meet

Actually meaning it is a rare feat

For I and all human beings

Are two sides of the same coin

What we show others and what we dont
Soulless
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Soulless  17/Other/Nowhere
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