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Oct 2013
I just wish I could do something right
That I could stop being
A waste of life
Thats what I am
Thats who I am
And thats what I'll forever be
A waste of life
I just take up space
At least thats what I'm told
They say I'm the definition of ugly
That what they say shouldn't hurt me
Because I'm not human
They use me and bruise me
And they don't even know
The torture they cause me
Everyday
Because my smile tells them a different story
Tales of a Broken Girl
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   ---, ---, ---, --- and Mark Smith
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