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FaiblesseI feel distress inside me... Self-hate won't let me be. How to eliminate this passion, when for myself I feel no compassion?Faiblesse
My features...unsightly and dull, It is a fact, not being cruel. I am blue and everyone is red, They are alive, I feel dead.
In a shallow world I dwell, I don't belong, it feels like hell. I wish I was of the beautiful people, But my body and mind are mutinous.
No hope for change or felicity I see. Just to accept fate I must agree. Forever one separate from the crowd, until I am covered in my death shroud.
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