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There are hidden things Traits I must conceal Feelings and Beliefs That known, would give me grief Those I wish to tell Would say I'll burn in hell If they only understood the love That's buried underneath

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elizabeth-halaas

American

Published: Aug 11, 2014
LinesWords: 937

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