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Nothing Special

Nanette Donney

I might do some terrible things
I might be mean at times
Im scared to let you know me
Have you read between the lines
Memories will not fade
the times that Ive been hurt
Ive opened up to many people
then; treated like dirt
Im scared for you to know me
Im scared for you to see
That I have no special qualities
  That I am simply me.

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