Poem 2

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I will come to places
Where all I see it's judgement faces
A girl with a scary mind
Is a one-of-a-kind
She needs to escape
Mask of tape
Words of hate
It's too late
She lost her sense light
She might not make it home tonight
People are fake
Love is a waste
We were not all cut out for the human race

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