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Distorted Reality
I once saw this girl on the street,
fighting with her destiny.
Clothes, all ripped apart.
Very alike her broken heart.
She looked upon me and said:
"Give a coin?"
I cried, and sat down to join.
But as the people walked by,
Nobody did as I.
Just a single coin or two,
Was all we ever got from you.
fighting with her destiny.
Clothes, all ripped apart.
Very alike her broken heart.
She looked upon me and said:
"Give a coin?"
I cried, and sat down to join.
But as the people walked by,
Nobody did as I.
Just a single coin or two,
Was all we ever got from you.
Published 19th Apr 2010
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