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CC BY-NCI'll turn myself into a chimney people will adore
seeing smoke appear from my mouth
The next day I'll be a punching bag helping you get all your stress out
The next day I'll be in the papers as a criminal
So I can be at least visible
I'll do all these things because you said I'm not enough
You are perfect I get it pardon my ends that are rough
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muizz (Mark)
Im a seventeen year old who had a passion for writing since the 4th grade I thought it was going to take me somewhere seeing that I was the only boy who couldn't play sports who was born with a soft soft voice and remains misunderstood I have spent my childhood trying to escape every comer of it yet still I have gotten nowhere I still have big dream like making children's dream come true and going to America
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