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You keep hiding
All this fake riding Every mask you hide Behind First its your computer and the Net Then its the zit Then its your blindfold Then its your story untold How long are you gonna keep hiding How hard is it to go through the tiding Keep up this fake riding Being yourself will be so much more easy Hiding from the truth of who you are its not easy Someday they will catch you Then you're through If they trully like you... Then they will let you Go and let you be true So let it all fall through You're close to God and you hate being mean You don't like to play mean You don't like those games or do whatever it is they do You want to enjoy life and you pretend that you do It just aint true so give it up Why live a lie Its a deadly sin you will never give up the lie It will be a lie until you die In this state you shall be burdened With so much sin you may await those burning gates and be burned Its all because you gave in to Satan and let the lies all round you and you got churned into this You can escape right now Nobody is stopping you Vote for this poem
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