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Sep 2017
behind the contour, foundation, lipsticks and lies
i think we all come to a point where we realize
we are stuck
blending out the beauty
and holding on to the snooty comments and remarks
so we mark invisible marks against ourselfs
or for some its visible enough to get some help
till then this world is hell
stuck frantically pacing wondering if we blended well
stop worrying if the lines on your face dont match the tone
we are all busy with what we undergo
but what you dont know is we all stuck in the undertoe pulling us in
we are all living in sin
PLEASE DONT MAKE THIS THE END
i hope one day youll see the beauty within
this is the poem i got accepted with i hope someone can read this and hear the message like an echo in a hallway.
Grey Pryor
Written by
Grey Pryor  19/FTM/Californa
(19/FTM/Californa)   
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     suzanne, Cyril and Glassmuncher
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