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Nov 2013
My mind is a boiling sea.
It scratches me,
Tells me that I'm nothing.
How I feel isn't always how I say.
I keep a smile to hide the hurt.
To scare off people from knowing the real me.
The decayed me.
The me that hates me.
The me that destroyed me.
Written by
Shiloh Celestia Monroe  26/Pangender/Akron, OH
(26/Pangender/Akron, OH)   
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