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Dec 2014
Hide the scars,
don't let them see.
They'll call you a ****,
just as they please.

You drink Starbucks,
you take selfies.
You're a White Girl,
you see.

You're hair is red
with your Irish genes.
You are a ginger
with no soul in thee.

Your skin is colored,
your hair so dark.
You are a criminal,
that's how they see.
I really hate some of the stereotypes out there, honestly.
The Insane Savannah
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The Insane Savannah  In the depths of my soul.
(In the depths of my soul.)   
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         Coraline Hatter, Tehillah, Psychosa, Jay, moss and 2 others
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