Perception

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By Unintended

They think I'm appealing So I don't feel the pain I could eat men for breakfast They say I'll be okay Empathy escapes them Cos im "gorgeous as fuck" As if my reflection alone Can heal what lies beyond it I get credit for being smart But where was my wit When I needed it most To keep walls up and hearts whole

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