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Naked (4 ratings) by Mark A. Christ
I'm naked for the bitter eye of the world
but its evel eyes can't hurt me anymore
cause I can't see them any more
and I don't care about them anymore
I'm freezing, the wind of reality blows on me
Tries not to feel it, but the touch of it will never go away
You better kill me now, cause the more lonely I am the bigger I get
i am deformed, but still I grow more and more beautiful in my own eye
noone I am, noone I have always been...
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