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Mar 2014
I wish I knew exactly what it meant to be loved by someone who didnt have to. I care about so many, but no ones cares back.
   I feel like I am slipping, and I dont know what to do,
I will always smile, they have no idea of what I go through. I am always laughing, I save the crying for later when no one is watching.
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   LonelyPoet
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