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WithTeethBabe
Through the eyes of adults I am still young and blessed
I can walk through a thousand doors, and feel the pain caress
I try every little thing but it never succeeds anymore
So if existence is my master, I'm just it's whore

Soaked in my mind
Like a the blue in the sea
My tears started forming at thirteen
Overdose at fourteen

Although I couldn't do it
I realize it's my fault

Well the ugliness on the outside and inside
Of me just gets soaked in
To the sweet rain drops on my face
And I leave without ever seeing the phase
I was supposed to go through

I'm not normal, and I never smile
That's not my only sin
On a quiet starry night that's wild
I just mix vodka with gin

Just so you don't know
I sold my soul to be popular
How dare they call me abnormal?
When they slip through the cracks of their minds
When I never sleep
I'll just hide?

I just get soaked in
To the crowd.
The 'abnormal crowd'
Lilithdemilo24
Wow! This was one involved piece and written SO well! Loved it! x x x
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