Shorn and sworn to scorn

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I have sworn

Not to belong

That is not why I was born

From the insides I am torn

From heaps of scorn

Of myself I am shorn

Nothing to mourn

Innocence faded away

Now heart is steel and gray

To long is to belong

That is where I will never go wrong

Staying strong

My feelings in a continuing storm

Whirling winds

Lashing rain

Never goes away the pain

I carry this stain

Of never to belong

Free spirit am I

To myself I say bye

To cry and try

Sworn to scorn

Shorn and torn

A shadow of me

You will see

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