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Post by myboyjet on Aug 17, 2006 13:02:34 GMT -5
I share so little; feel so much. Recoiling from a caring touch. I am brave; I'll stand up tall. I can be strong and face it all.
My hidden heart which no one knows. Through my hidden heart the sadness flows. You wouldn't know it if look at me. But I'm really not all that free.
I'm struggling to silently. There's np pain I want to keep. But I'll hold your memory close to me. Oh, sweet legacy.
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