by ✞mechanicalanimal✞ » Thu Dec 27, 2012 8:08 am
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I winced as I was pushed against the wall. I looked down at my hands. Luckily, they were in front of me. I tarted to pull them free
They say the grass is greener on the other side,
But from where I'm standing it looks just fine.
I'll always be an outcast; I'll never get in line;
You keep on living your life and I'll live mine.
They say that life's an open book;
Turn the page and take another look.
You can't judge me by my cover,
It's not what you see but what you discover!