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Jun 2014
I am a social defect
...
others can perceive me differently
some think
I might change
But
when I don't
they call me strange
...
Some say I'm mad, sad,
Oh, and wickedly BAD.
...
But I can't tell
cause I cant control
the way humans
perceive me
...
Nameless
Written by
Nameless  martin, TN
(martin, TN)   
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