Song book
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I make songs that I feel close to me. It shows people how I feel sometimes but not all.I always hide my feelings from people I just tell them bits of how I'm really feeling not the whole thing. But sometimes I put my feelings in a song. I've always enjoyed making stories and songs but decided to just publish my songs. It's the one thing I do when I feel alone or sad. So when you feel the same just write it down in a story,poem, song, etc. Nobody thinks I can't do anything wrong because I'm "too nice" but that's because I'm too busy hiding all my feelings in a box in my head. If anyone steals my songs there dead meat... Just kidding... or am I?
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