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I have too much secrets that I’m ashamed to admit.

I can’t remember when they started to pile up.. all I know is I stopped noting things down because I want them to disappear.

But they don’t.

In the back of my head I still know clearly that it all happened and I can’t erase it.

I was scared to look back, and even more scared to be found out. So I shut myself down.

 

Better? No.

It’s a dark and lonely place and I’m sick of it.

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