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Jan 2022
They said my blood is tainted
With the color of disgrace
They said my blood is magenta painted
I should never show my face

They say it with their mouth
Im poisoned
They show it with their faces
Im not accepted

They frown upon me
And i doubt myself everyday
What is this misery?
A question i hope answered someday
marc rios
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marc rios  22/M
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