Lately it seems everyone is quickly hating me or leaving. Running from what, they say I am hidimg from what I truly am. The pain is getting worse. I have to smile and laugh through the pain the mask is getting thicker and thicker everyday. No one will ever know my pain like I do.
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Late Night Thoughts
PoesíaA series of thoughts, that I cannot mute. Some would have these at night, while I have them all day.
