Don't tell me who I am; because
unless I write all my thoughts down
on a piece of paper and hand it to
you, you don't even know half my life
You were given this life because
you're strong enough to live it.
Oh yes, the past can hurt,
but the way that I see it,
you can either run from it,
or learn from it.
& as the years go on,
you slowly lose the
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