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i'm not the devil and thats untrue... i'm just not like you....
i'm not the problem or disbelief, i'm not the fear of wanting, dying, missing, hating or feeling. but then again we all hold certain fears close and blame them on people or places. But that tendency to blame and cry over that people or place makes every person different, every person cries... but not for the same reason, just like any person was to fear something you would not fear it for the same reason or then again you wouldn't fear it at all.
anger holds my hand keeps me in seclusion... a prison....
i'm holding in my anger, keeping it locked up keeping it to myself isolating everything thats wrong so everyone can see on the outside someone happy and problem free.
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