God sends him a lovely pearl
And father curses his baby girl
Oh! She is sorry for being born
She didn't make a decision alone
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Framed in a velvety magical night I gleam
Midnight blues and purple of my dream
Hidden somewhere in deep dark woods
Wailed to clear all my scars that I could
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Died by your gifted forlorn that came in between me and you
And now watching from heaven the lives you are about to sue
Oh! You were my shell; my lovely home when my grief grew
now realized you killed me and yes I am talking about you—
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From a victim of darkness, pleading happy fate,
sick and tired of smiling, busy making self-hate.
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