Bound By Insults
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Blue eyes and auburn hair.
Does anybody really care?
Do they see who I am with no filter on?
Most of them don't and can't see that it's wrong.
I have a gentle nature and a passionate mind.
I wish they could see that and stop being so blind.
I feel so alone so I keep my head down.
My face wears a smile but my heart wears a frown.
The insults may not last forever but the sting remains.
They cut to the core and they bind me like chains.
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