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I have to hide Can’t let them see The pain inside Consuming me Can’t let them know Can’t let them see A heart that’s hollow And a soul that’s empty Everything hurts. It hurts to feel, It hurts to be, I need something extreme in order to feel. But it hurts. Everything hurts. It hurts just being me. Rebecca .A. Huxley

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