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10/2/01





You think some how I'm impolite



Never happy, so unbright



But I don’t see, the problem



You think my hearts a black gem



But I can feel the words you say



Lancing through me, hurtful ray



Fighting off the angry words



Lock your heart away with boards



Forget all that, the world's taught you



Throw out the honest mask God drew