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Behind the Walls of Shame
Behind the walls of shame I discovered makeup when I was lost and weary, it took me to heart and hid all the scars I had. I discovered sunglasses when I felt ashamed of my brown eyes,they all said I was a stoner way before... I started adoring my clothes when I realised they could coverup all my flaws and shapeless shapes. I began to adore my shoes when I was enlightened to the ruthless embarassing routes my feet took. I became more concerned with my hair because I could tell it revealed the secrets my head is battling with. My lips became the source of my malice and demise, they uttered the most valgur truth so I painted them pink,red,purple and more. I chose to wipe my bruised arm with all the cheap jewellery I owned 'cause I couldnt let them see... My hands were bloody so I dipped my fingernails in red nailpolish. Now that am in exile in my own skin and behind all this material beings I'll holdon to my panties and only take them off to pee and bath.. Who am I to blasphem so..
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