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This world is a twisted haven, Made for the beautiful and the blind. But dear we all know I'm not beautiful, And oh how I wish I didn't mind. No matter how much I hate to hear it, This world just was not made for me. But who am I to proudly name, This unfair, corrupted society. Maybe I'm just not meant to be, Maybe I'm the poisoned one. Maybe one day I'll face this pain. Maybe one day, I'll finally be gone.
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Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 4:44 PM UTC
Maybe one day, I'll finally be gone.
This world is a twisted haven, Made for the beautiful and the blind. But dear we all know I'm not beautiful, And oh how I wish I didn't mind. No matter how much I hate to hear it, This world just was not made for me. But who am I to proudly name, This unfair, corrupted society. Maybe I'm just not meant to be, Maybe I'm the poisoned one. Maybe one day I'll face this pain. Maybe one day, I'll finally be gone.
anonymousku
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Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 4:44 PM UTC
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