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They say that she has a curse from her hair and what's inside They say that she is cursed But she calls it a gift she says it's a gift but she can't go out and tell them for fear of the pain she'll endure the sun burns her beautiful skin but she calls it a gift all the townspeople fear her because she has no soul but she still calls it a gift because she has everything she's ever wanted she has him, her love he doesn't care of the curse instead he sees her heart and it's purity and loves her for eternity
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Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 3:04 PM UTC
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They say that she has a curse from her hair and what's inside They say that she is cursed But she calls it a gift she says it's a gift but she can't go out and tell them for fear of the pain she'll endure the sun burns her beautiful skin but she calls it a gift all the townspeople fear her because she has no soul but she still calls it a gift because she has everything she's ever wanted she has him, her love he doesn't care of the curse instead he sees her heart and it's purity and loves her for eternity
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Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 3:04 PM UTC
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