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My Escape


 
     Trying to keep a smile on his face but baby i know it's fake. Trying to hide the pain inside of his beautiful caramel eyes, praying that one day he is able to escape from this destructive world that has so much hate. How can a man survive in such situation. He works hard just to numb the pain; motivated each day by the prepossessing smile on his sweetheart face.
 
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