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He whispered cold lies into my ear while I slept, tainting me in my weakest hour. When I close my eyes, I can hear them, icy wind against my eardrum, and I can't help but wonder if they're true...


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Poem: Outcast
Outcast



She's in the Outcast
On the outside, looking in
I wonder
What does she see?
Lies Deceit
Cheating Sadness Dirty Whores
In Holister jeans and fake fake fake
Eyelashes in the trash
From cheerleaders
Who would die to be
Thin
Like those models on T.V.
Who always get the guys like
JoeyNickEricAnthony
And maybe
If I put my hair like this
Push out my breasts just like
JessicaHalleyBrendaCarrie
He will like me
How cheap
The world has become
When the make the honest
And the good
The Outcasts
It should be the stupid on the outside
Looking in
Because they've got nothing intersting to say
While the Outcasts
Can't be heard
But she's the Outcast
On the outside looking in
I wonder
What does she see?




 
 
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