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Sep 2019
Tears run down my cheek,
I have had a stressful week.
I'm not unique,
But fat and ugly.
I think that's what people say,
And maybe they do.
And when I lay,
Don't cry and help them to bury me, please do.
Written by
radz  16/F/Toronto, Canada
(16/F/Toronto, Canada)   
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