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Look at me, mum. Look at my ugly face.
Look at my arm, that is ful of scarves.
Look at my dead eyes and my faked smile.
Look at your daugther, cant you se she's dead?


Listen to me, dad. Listen to the true.
Listen to my words, they are important.
Listen to me and share my secret cause i cant handle it alone.
Listen at your daughter, do you know why now?


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