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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—
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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