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| Under your words lie a dream Scrape deeper erase the laughter Peel away layers of your taunting The skeleton left is my thoughts Mock our deepest afflictions Our obsessions reduced to words Rituals ignored surpassed unheard Why are we so misunderstood? Lives we live beyond skin deep Deeper than their narrow minds Generalise beliefs like religon We will not be categorised Victims do not choose their disease Disease chooses her victim The thing so hard to comprehend Some are glad she picked us |
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