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She's learned to hold all her feelings inside until late at night, and cover her mouth with her hand so no one hears her. She's perfected her fake smile. And she's been taught - oh so painfully to build her walls up high, to keep everyone out.
at least I know now I gave all my love to someone who was not honest worthy and did not deserve all my love I no the whole trueth now and finally can see her for what she truly was my heart and souls biggest mistake