I'm far from normal
yet close to the same
wild and crazy
yet simple and plain
loving my life
but hating the world
happy and exited
but dramatically bored
crushed by comments
and fed by their words
covered in flowers
stabbed by swords
singing from love
singing from hatred
sitting and laughing
but still crying for what he did
partially my fault
partially his
sit here and wonder
could this be undid"
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