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There are things you don't know, Things that I don't tell you. You only know what I've told, Only what I've shown. You can't see it, The many things I hide. You don't know it, You think you know everything. The me you see, She's only a fake. You don't see the real me, I don't allow you to. I don't want you to see her, The me I hide inside. She is wounded and broken, Tortured, hurt and crying. You have no clue, You never will. You don't know the real me, You'll only know the fake.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 6/25/2015 7:18:00 PM
Those who want to know will dig a little deeper. Take a chance and let them in.
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Date: 1/3/2014 12:08:00 AM
This is me ..! Though I hate to admit it !! I don't let ppl know how bad they've hurt me because that only shows them how vulnerable I'm and how their actions can affect me ! I drink it all in and walk straight, without sparing them another glance . But in the end I've no regrets , because these people learn it the hard way never to mess up with me . I totally love this poem :D ( P.s Sorry about the pointless rant ) ;)
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