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I hide and I hide.
Broken inside.
What do I hide from?
All of the lies.
I hide from my demons.
I hide from myself.
I hide from emotions.
Nothing left but hell.

I was under his spell.
Locked with his eyes.
Covered in lust.
He promised, he lied.
I laughed and I cried.
Now shattered inside.
Distant at the time.

Nothing can hurt you if your gone.
So I bid you goodbye.
Nothing left to hide from, except for reality.

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