There is a secret part of me,
Which I don’t want others to see,
I can’t count all the nights when I cried,
Because my self-hate is killing me from the inside.
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A poem of despair told with eloquence. You are special and worthy, Paulina. Thanks for sharing. Peace
Almost every body has something he wouldn't like to share with anyone, some of which he/she likes to do away with but finds it difficult. You write beautifully well. God bless you
Thank you c: