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After all the hits I take, Would it be okay, If I never wake? I'm broken and damaged beyond repair. And yet I still dare. Dare to glare at the faces full of hate. The ones that are thin, The ones that are rich. The ones that are covered in make-up. I dare to breathe, I Dare to live. 'No Pain No Gain' they say. But tell me, What do I gain from all this pain? They say I'm not worth it. They say I'm imperfect. But just because I'm not perfect, Doesn't mean I'm not worth it.
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Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 10:01 AM UTC
Worth It
After all the hits I take, Would it be okay, If I never wake? I'm broken and damaged beyond repair. And yet I still dare. Dare to glare at the faces full of hate. The ones that are thin, The ones that are rich. The ones that are covered in make-up. I dare to breathe, I Dare to live. 'No Pain No Gain' they say. But tell me, What do I gain from all this pain? They say I'm not worth it. They say I'm imperfect. But just because I'm not perfect, Doesn't mean I'm not worth it.
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Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 10:01 AM UTC
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