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The world was something colourful,
Well hers was black and white,
Her mind was dark and mysterious,
The demons danced upon her heart,
The graves carved upon her skin,
Her world was misunderstood,
No one cared,
The world was full of selfish people,
The world was too much for her,
She didn't belong to a colourful world,
She felt like an outcast,
And finally her demons were put to sleep,
Everything was a pale silence.
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The Fight to be Thin
RandomWe live in a world consumed by media, this is what your suppose to look like.... A thin model, thigh gap, small waist, flat stomach, hip bone and collar bones... You stare at your reflection your none of those, your not pretty or skinny enough, you...
