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All of ME


I cant see myself the way other people see ME. The look I see in their eyes when i speak they would never think i was so unique.  The filters I lack are what have been made up of ME.  People dont even understand what they see. They look only to judge and what they dont understand is that they are bein decieved.  The filters that are surrounding ME are one that I place there for others to feel relief.  People dont want to see ME for what i truly am and that is broken and lost within myself.  So I'll keep my filters cleaned and let the people see what they want to believe.

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