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19h
You claim to love me
But you wouldn't
If you knew who I really am
I only reveal parts of me that I can accept
But theres skeletons buried inside me
Their stench carries my sick story
Thick is the scent of death and decay
I make me sick sometimes
As I sit with what I let fester within
I only expose what I think you can stomach
I play the part of someone that deserves you
The opposite of who I truly am
You only love what I show you
I'm afraid you'll hate me just like I do
If I let you have a look inside of me
I never been easy to love
It's even hard for me to live with what I see
So I do my best to distract you
From knowing my reality
K J McCarthy
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K J McCarthy  34/M/PA
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