no one cares
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You dont understand
And i cant stand
It anymore
He throws me to the floor
You dont care
You stand and stare
But what does it hurt
You didnt give me birth
Im not your daughter
Sympathetic, I am told my eyes are beautiful and cerulean; although, my emotions are not transparent.
They blend and shift across the parallel planes of my persona into realms of other kinds.
