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When I first saw you,
There were goosebumps on my skin.
Your eyes told me everything,
your mouth could never.
You had a story so harsh, yet
you had  layers of glamor over you.
You weren't as fragile as you come across to be.
You are the thorn in a rose.
Protecting yourself from everything in the outside world, only to hide your beauty, that you didn't know.
How am I to know?
I am you.

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