These Pages
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Go tell the world that there is nothing here to hide
It seems like everyone's been covering their eyes
Words that You didn't say were haunting these pages
Faces You didn't make were all I was seeing
The way that they painted You wasn't a picture
of one in control - and I don't think they know who you are
Build brackets around You so You can come out clean
We tried to give You limits that You didn't need
You can order all this heartbreak
You don't need my permission to move
I wish they would just stop trying to filter You out
We've got nothing to prove
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