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A wound reopens when you least expect it Be it through running Being clumsy Or though repeating a simple mistake Should my lack of intelligence Be a punishable crime? Was my trusting nature just not meant for existing? I realize through your glazed stare You lack remorse. Being alone was a terrifying choice, Perhaps I should have harden the shell. The shell has far to many cracks that fail to mend properly. Deformity should be eradicated
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Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 6:06 PM UTC
Deformed
A wound reopens when you least expect it Be it through running Being clumsy Or though repeating a simple mistake Should my lack of intelligence Be a punishable crime? Was my trusting nature just not meant for existing? I realize through your glazed stare You lack remorse. Being alone was a terrifying choice, Perhaps I should have harden the shell. The shell has far to many cracks that fail to mend properly. Deformity should be eradicated
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Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 6:06 PM UTC
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