The Day My Body Was Stolen
There was a time where I was naive
But no longer is that true anymore
The innocence I used to possess
Is no longer here in store
You are a robber, a thief, and the worst kind of devil
The one who lives in the light of day
I used to be proud of my perfect body
Now I hide it from every perverted gaze
There are people who only interact with you
Because of the beauty that they see on the surface
They know nothing of what lies within
And they hide their evil purpose
On the day my body was stolen
That was when everything changed
When my eyes were opened to the cruelty of the world
And now I live on, full of disdain
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