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Jan 2014
can't speak because
there are no words
I have no voice
my heart kind of hurts
I do not see clear
I live in constant fear
I cry my tears
they spill out
like my guts
just damaged goods
I can't accept adoration
I've always had to fight
for a lover's affection
I am not used to this
that's the reason
I pretend that
real heartbeats
don't exist
that it's all
a plot twist
a way for us
to get ****** in
into believing
that love makes us
Pure honesty from the heart.
sinderella
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sinderella  Wonderland
(Wonderland)   
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