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Such a sad poor moment everyone is crying
Yet I hear me laughing
You all stare as I try to explain
But my words don't meet the right ends
They don't match correctly
And comes out in a jumble of mess
Oh fine keep staring
I'm use to it
No no the voices are back
I tell them to shut up
And I feel your stares burn through my blackened twisted soul
I see your eyes
Some pity
some judge
But dear evil ones
Take a look at yourself
What you see might even scare you more than me
Look inside,
See the darkness within
Now take your eyes off me
And fix YOURSELF
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