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A Dangerously Beautiful Mistake


 

I had a dream to be a beauty queen. 

 Matter of fact I have dreamed to be anything else besides me.

Unnoticed I go, many days I go not being seen. 

It seems I am fading into nothing.  

So, I prey on attention; I hide from feeling worthless. 

 There is beauty where there is purpose.  

If not, it is only man who keeps hurting us.  

We thank god everyday who brings us up

And keeps us contain to feeling this way.  

I am thankful for being A Dangerously Beautiful Mistake. 

We don’t see the heart cause were blinded it is hiding from our mind.

We are taught to hate and to ostracize.  

So, we can't see the ones who cover up their pain. 

 We can't help the ones who run away. 

 We can't save the millions who giving up every day.  

People screaming this is me, yet we fight who they are. 

 The coerce isn't necessary.  

Therefore I, We, Us can change the future with our words and actions.  

Let this be our movement.  

Let this be our chain reaction.      

 

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<p><span style="color: rgb(37, 37, 37); font-family: ITCFranklinGothicStd-Book, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">I am thankful for being A Dangerously Beautiful Mistake.</span></p>

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