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PAINT ME WHITE HATE ME, FOR MY SKIN AINT WHITE MY SKIN RESEMBLES THE COLOR NIGHT HONOR I MIGHT, SO TURN ME WHITE BURN THE LIGHT... ... MY HISTORY IS SHAME YESTERDAY AND TODAY'S MISERY IS THE SAME MY COLOR, I WONDER CURSED OR BLESSED WE SEEM LIKE WE BELONG UNDER 4 PAINT-BRUSH'S AND PAINT, IS IT JUST A NUMBER PAINT ME WHITE, AND TURN ME INTO A WONDER!!!!See More—

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