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Hi beautiful
The last part of me died of anxiety
For I was less than acceptable in the masses of society
I lie naked in this wicked bath of mistakes
For I hadn’t kissed the sun in years
If only I was able to lay in her womb again
I’ve become crowded amongst population
Searching beyond myself in these paintings you created
I fear the scars of my beauty
I fear the scars of my beauty
I fear the scars of my beauty
You rapped me of my beauty and made fun of my scars
You abused my moon and threatened my stars
You embraced my pain and lathered me in sin
You allowed me to die
To be reborn again

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