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unknown Stranger.


People think they know me 

when all they see is my color

They dont see whats inside 

They dont see what i hide

The truth seeks between my veins like a crawler

The pain reflects on my eyes

i tend to lie about my pain

I hope it dies

I crave happiness not my grave

I crave love and all the above

You dont know me i have a grudge

Stop and know me, dont judge.

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