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The real you

sometimes you feel the pain,
but you don't show it.
sometimes you wanna cry,
but you don't do it
you keep it for yourself
because your afraid
afraid to show them, the real you
you don't whant them to see you like that
weakless, full of pain.
you don't whant to look at them,
with your eyes full of tears.
your always ganna be like this
hard and strong at the outside,
but weak and cold at the inside
that?s the real you




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30 oktober 2004

Uit: den Bosch


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