Plastics

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They stand with pride, 

look down on every soul,

bully other appearances, but they should look in the mirror.

Look at your fake tan, 

false laughs, that fake smile.

Their hair isn't real,

their lashes aren't even real,

they are not real.

Their trust is pathetic,

they are pathetic,

pathetic friends, like lost sheep.

Hiding behind makeup,

they are full of lies,

Thats why their called The Plastics.

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Dedicated to just this one group of biatches at school. :D

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