Judgement

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Surrounded by People

Until the last day of the Sun

Gazing of slutty Eyes

Every second of the moon

Hearts that full of disgust

Until the sunset of the Day

Every minutes of the stars

They squeeze my head till I drawn

They always see my failure

They always see the Bad things

They always want to see me loosing

They always want to see me drowning

They discriminate me for who I am

They burn me for who I am

They always see the outer me

But they never see the inner me

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