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Mar 2014
as i walk past them
all eyes are looking at me
whole world turns black to me

they see my face
they became pale

they see my smile
they knew of desperate

their mean looks suffocated me
i'm in the flood living in hatred

is this the sentence of being ugly?
why did ugly chose me?

it feels like everyday
i can't detach from getting enemies
iznolan
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iznolan
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   --- and stacy kate
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