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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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