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Nov 2013
all of these people, these relationships
the people we see on the streets, ground level
we see them in the woods
they aren't real
only at night
and when the shadows creep in to cover their true identities
what they actually think, and feel, and see
thats all you can understand
effort is nonexistant and unnecessary
but still
those false people, they are the ones we try for
we try so hard to impress them with our false traits as well
we try to
be funny for them
be cool for them
be hot for them
be skinny for them
we cry for them
we die for them
we starve for them
but what we don't see, what we will never fully see
is that we
are
them
Written by
Emily Rose  Miami
(Miami)   
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