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Apr 2013
Half of my face
Is scared
Is scarred
It's the part I hide
In the shadows
In the back of the room
With tint and highlight.
Ugly Textures
And those scars
I bandage
And, behold, I manage.
Ann Beaver
Written by
Ann Beaver
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   JL, ---, --- and Victoria Jennings
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