Dear Diary
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Have you ever had a bad day from the time you wake up to the moment your eyes close?
Today I had a really bad day,I wanna scream and cry, but I won't give them that power over me.
Look at me, and what do you see? A nice face with a pretty smile, and a nice body is all you'd see. If you look closely into my eyes you'd see the pain,hurt and my heart.
I wear my heart on my sleave, but at the same time I'm discreet.
Privacy is what I love, but I also hate being alone, music hosting through my headphones screaming away all the pain I keep in my heart.
SCREAMING, you'd think that something so loud would catch there attention but they never see it.
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