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Anger
You push us
down You break us up with your fists
The words of viscous hate spill out from your used up lips
Your faces are contorted in inhuman hate
Your always there to discriminate
Perfection and lies, all a disguise
Pain and anger hidden on the inside
You have filled our empty souls with vengeful resent
Our hearts forever broken, maybe it is time to repent
So much pain choking my soul
Rage has crushed the little happiness I ever had long ago
We hate everything as we do because of you
The hate you give is the hate we keep
Truly your beauty is only skin-deep
As I am writing this wishing I would die,
I can not help but think;
You are so much better than I
By: LeAnna Quartuccio
Authors comments
This was written in behalf of all the "freaks". It is about all
the jocks and the cheerleaders that everyone is fooled into thinking are perfect.
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