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by danielle thomas Feb 21, 2005 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Every one is the same bullying to them is just a game they cannot see what is real secretly pain is what they feel walking around in their gangs no1 feels alone, not like us but then when needing some one true they need someone like you the same fake smile the same fake dressing the same fake jewelry the same fake hair the same fake personality the same fake front thats all they are really one group of molded minds!