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    At school she has a mask on.
    At "home" it's just the same
    She's building up on heartache.
    It feels like just a game.
    When she's "home" at night she sits and crys.
    Her guardian angel is by her side.
    One day at school she burst into tears,
    Thinking about the past years.
    Thoughts in her head,
    Confussion,
    Almost dread.
    What did I do to deserve this life?
    Your a mistake, her mother crys.
    I'm under stress,
    Full of fears.
    Generic love through the years.
    My life is one big killjoy.
    A lifeless rejected war.
    I yell, yearn and in the end all I am is an imperfect regret.
    But nothing more.

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    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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