Who am I to u
Bag to punch black an blue
Words so harsh an mean
Under garb bruises unseen
Under my skin
Behind my forever grin
There lies a mess within
My wits stretched thin
All of me beggin an screamin
While outer smile is beamin
No one can know my pain
Wat life I live again an again�
By-Renee_Ruth?
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