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The Trouble With Me.

Not every one can see, who I am, me. I may be hard on the outside, that's the me you see. If you were to look within,then you would begin, to understand the, person I am. The real me. I tend to let my heart, rule my head, have feelings for people, I can not see. That's the trouble,with me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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