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Do they really need to know
Do they really need to know
Does it matter, does it show
Does it make them like me less
Can they see inside my head
Do they really need to know
Do they really need to know
Put on a front and fake a smile
Things seem ok for a while
Until the shadows creep back in
And the demons start to win
Do they really need to know
Do they really need to know
Everything looks fine outside
But I’...
Saturday 25th July 2020 9:27 am
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