Always Wrong

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Bruised arms

Lost things

Doesn't dance 

At Spring Flings

Ripped clothes

Cold air

Loud tunes

And greasy hair

Chipped nails

Loud mouth

Teary eyes

Headed south

Cracked lips

Small dolls

Dirty socks

And broken walls

Long nights

Penciled in

Silver cross

Lost to sin

Magic cards

Fake rose

Sweaty palms

Stuffy nose

Red stars

Sad songs

Thick brows

Always wrong

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