Some say I'm heartless.
Some describe in a way that they think I am, only to find out that they never knew the real me.
I'm a security glass that you'll never see through but you'll always be busy trying to guess what's behind me, never realising what I'm observing.
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Story by Micah Horan
When Her Tears Fell
You can say that I'm a basic teen going through rough times but hides what I really feel. You've heard those...