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Look at me through the mass into my eyes not at my ***                You seem to believe                I'm not that.                peel the skin                **** the fat make me laugh make me cry something, anything just please don't lie                I understand                Can't read your mind                But I've seen it before                I know your kind                                                                  Can't fool me.
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Nov 19, 2012
Nov 19, 2012 at 1:16 PM UTC
On the outside
Look at me through the mass into my eyes not at my ***                You seem to believe                I'm not that.                peel the skin                **** the fat make me laugh make me cry something, anything just please don't lie                I understand                Can't read your mind                But I've seen it before                I know your kind                                                                  Can't fool me.
olivia-oconnor-1
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Nov 19, 2012
Nov 19, 2012 at 1:16 PM UTC
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