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My Second SkinI hide under a farce, a pretense, a scam. People would be shocked if they truly knew what I am. My confusion, my anguish, my tormented soul, my life's purpose is no purpose at all.My Second Skin
I feign contentment to the world with my silly antics and two-faced smiles, feeding the unconscious blur enough to keep it from prodding away at my heart and soul's bile, but still expanding the emptiness in my broken being, until, in the end, it leaves me blown apart, senses reeling.
I lay awake at night, waiting in my mind's eye to appear, some semblance of peace, some figure to dry my tears. &nb

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Your inner child has been eating paste again <SUSHI FORTUNE>
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Of course it's sticky. It's lemonade.
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Your inner child has been eating paste again <SUSHI FORTUNE>
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