Not Normal

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Walking in the rain,

Strolling through the park,

I find a rose,

Like my soul it is dark....

But maybe one day,

There will be a light,

Maybe one day,

There just might....

But until then,

this is where I stay,

tormented and reminded,

every single day...

That I will never be normal,

But that's ok with me,

With how everyone is in this world today,

Not normal is what I'd rather be...

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