What I Hide Inside

What I Hide Inside

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It'll all come poring out in a way most people wouldn't expect it to come out for me. It is through writing that I find most helpful. I want to share and maybe, just maybe, others would understand. Maybe it will make people understand that when they say something about me or even anyone else, they hurt them and they don't know the full story. I want to tell you the full story through the way I am capable of doing so. Through the touch of the pen and to watch everything pore out from the touch, settle in with the ink, and finally come out into words on a piece of paper. I want you to understand...
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