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Dec 2012
Tears trickle down her cheeks
she never thought she could be so weak

All those irrational thoughts
she thinks to be true

Society expects you to reach perfection
and from that perfection you will receive attention

But behind those fronts that 'they' put on
the emptiness lingers in their souls

never finding a true home
they move on from masterpieces painted by skeletons

society dances in the pits of light
while those true, kind brokenhearted people

continue to try.
Written by
   ---, Jess and Timothy
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