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Tonight i have found,
some friends that truly care.
Some souls that, to me, come,
because of the things that i am...

They say that i can ryhme,
they say that i can draw.
But how can i tell them,
that these are just my feelings,
that i throw out at the world to understand?

These shadows in which i hide,
are the shadows that others have caused.
The two x's that i now have,
cannot hope to see the pain that they, mainly, have caused....

But i continue to write and draw,
in hopes that she may mainly see.
That the side of me that she talks to in person,
is not the real me.

I have shown this other side of me only once,
and she walked from me when she saw it.
I cannot bear to show it again,
for fear of losing another person that is now a close friend.

This darker side of me,
is the only anchor on which i trust.
This is the side of me that i cannot allow her to see,
these shadows that i carry in this sack of dust....

These shadows are my only friends,
the people you called me my friends at point in time.
Have backstabbed me for the final time,
here in the darkness i hide,
waiting, and hoping, for her to find....