To know me, is to see inside me, deep into my soul.
Where my dreams lie and my secrets hide.
Where my fears run free and, my joy paints the walls in bright colors.
Where everything is plain and understandable including my pain.
Where nothing is hidden by a false smile
How do you see this world which I so cleverly hide? ?
It's simpler then you may think for my world is hidden in my writings.
Where my soul is set free when a pen is placed in my hand
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