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The real me
Tears or hidden fears,
Release the bottled years,
Hiding my past,
As it haunt me to my eternal last.
A imaginary land i create,
Forgetting in reality I perish with hate,
This life has now passed away,
No more cries and no more pain.
To all my friends who say,
Emo is not my cup of tea,
You know nothing about me,
The real me u have not seen.
Release the bottled years,
Hiding my past,
As it haunt me to my eternal last.
A imaginary land i create,
Forgetting in reality I perish with hate,
This life has now passed away,
No more cries and no more pain.
To all my friends who say,
Emo is not my cup of tea,
You know nothing about me,
The real me u have not seen.
Published 20th Jun 2012
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20th Jun 2012 4:31pm
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