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At last,the rain is gone!
All my chores done
Yet i pace in frustration
Thinking; "I ought to change my fashion"
I pull my hair back
I still look blank!
My pale face yet again i see.
Am i pretty?am i plain? will i ever be free?
When can i laugh at my fears again?
Or fall asleep without tears or pain
When can i take back all i gave you?
Seeing as you just make me blue
For in giving,i got lost
Oh! and at such a cost
Pray tell me when can i be ME
'Cos it is you in me,i always see.
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