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Small
Talent I lack
Friends, i have none
They always talk behind my back
Never have I won
known as an outcast
always alone
My life will never last
without a place to call home
Anger boils
over the years
always resulting
in thousands of tears
Small to the world
Nothing important
If I could
I'd dissolve in an instant
Under a rock I want to crawl
Not feeling big, not even at all
Friends, i have none
They always talk behind my back
Never have I won
known as an outcast
always alone
My life will never last
without a place to call home
Anger boils
over the years
always resulting
in thousands of tears
Small to the world
Nothing important
If I could
I'd dissolve in an instant
Under a rock I want to crawl
Not feeling big, not even at all
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