The Real Me

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    The Real Me

    You see threw and past the mask.
    You see the real me the one in the fa-cade.
    You see what you say is beauty i shroud in darkness.
    You see in me what others call grace.
    You see the light you say surounds me.
    You see the peace that i try and bring.
    You see the serenity i make my self carry.
    Your eyes see threw my very soul.
    Youve mended my heart.
    Youve captured me under your spell.
    And just to prove my love is ture.
    Id walk threw hell just for you.

    baby i love you


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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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