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Thoughts that cross my mind every day. 

No matter what time. 

They are there.

They always have been. 

And they will always be there.

They will never disappear. 

They are part of me. 

The dark side that shows itself too often. 

The side that destroys me. 

Piece by piece. 

A smile on my face that hides everything. 

Nobody sees the pain. 

Just my facade.

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