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Mar 2014
It doesn't matter
How rich you are
Or how many friends you have
Or how successful you are
Because in the end
My coffin is buried
Six feet under
Just
      Like
            Yours

I hate when people say
That the hate themselves
Because they are
"Fat"
Because in the end
My soul weighs seven pounds
Just
      Like
             Yours

I hate when people believe
That they are inferior to another
Based on their physical appereance
Because in the end
I shed my body and become free
Just
      Like
             You
Matthew Hundley
Written by
Matthew Hundley  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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