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I’m hiding from last October.

Ignoring

Or at least wishing.

That I didn’t have to

But I don’t
As
It’s the opposite

That’s why I have

To let it out on hatred

Like the rest of the world

But again its not hatred its

The want

The selfishness

The grudge

That I can’t help to hold

The thought is scary

When you find out your real friends is after they become well known.

Ok do you Ce what I Ce here.

That I was the true one

But yet I suffer