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Oct 2015
Strong
That’s…
What Everyone…
Sees…

Being
Me?

That’s…
My
Facade…

But no one…
Could ever *S
ee…
Me

But *You
...
I think

And you’d always…
Talk to me...
Speak to me…
And tell me…

That I’m weak…
Very…
Very  Weak...

And you’ll Cry...
And you’ll Plea
You’ll Call...
And you’ll Scream...

That…

Mentally…
I’ve Lost…

Emotionally…
I’m Tired…

Physically…
I’m Broke…

And
I...
Would deny your claim...

W**...
Do you Think...
You Are?

You
Can’t See…
Through my  Facade

...But…

You
May be...
Right  Though

Maybe...

You’ve Once...
Told your  Friends...


That…
If They Look at me…
Closely...


They
Could See Me...
Breaking

From the Pressure?


Emotionally
Literally...

But Baby...
You  Know…
You are  Wrong...


Because...
You've  Forgotte­n…
One  Last Thing...


It's that...
I Am…
But
A Porcelain Doll...
Clovina
Written by
Clovina  19/California
(19/California)   
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   Lior Gavra
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