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Living in my soul


Only my soul and me know who we are

people see me and turn the other way

but i dont blame them

with the kinda of soul i have, it doesn't surprise me

 

it might have gotten like this when i first laugh

a luagh that showed me how my is truely in the inside

but i see this as anopportunity 

to become the unknown in life

 

i still remember that my first laugh 

it was a scary thing laughing for the hurt of others

i wonder if thats why they see me as discuss 

 

Thats the only thing i give out at people 

My weirdness, sympathy and illnesses

but this will only give out to those who see

the inside of my soul

so this is one of many reasons i have darkness in me 

 

 

 

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