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Coy
Let’s be honest It is about you and me I’ve thought this through; now I’m suffering Can’t you see? You’re hurting me Our fingernails so deep Cuts my flesh and bend my bones I have been broken but I am good at hiding I never speak to another about my troubles Cause I don’t want them to see How shameful it is to be me So I hide everything It feels more peaceful here at least (Source: cherilola)
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