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It falls out,
like blood from a bullet wound.
Everyone notices.
Some don’t care.
Most laugh and snicker.
Say I’m a freak and make fun of me.
My friends leave,
Say they don’t know me.
Say it’s there for attention, and people believe it.
You that desperate for attention,
People would say.
I tell them off and say differently.
Still no one listens or cares.
And people point,
And say how ugly I am.
But I am still the same person.
Maybe no hair and cancer.
But I am still human,
And I am just like you.




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artist-today said...
today at 12:01 am:
This one I loved! It was really good I loved the emotion  and voice in it. The desperation to be treated the same, for people to still act the same around you. To not treat you like an alien, loved it.
 
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