Monday, September 6, 2010

The thing is

You are wrong.
The beauty you see is nothing but a mask glued to my skin.
I'm not worth it, run away while you can.
I'm not who you think I am, not even close.
My whole life is a lie intwined with secrets and deception.
For your own good leave me alone, and forget about me.
You will never know who I really am, I can promise you that.

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