The real beauty lays on dots
Put them together and form lines
With lines the picture is made
Becomes painting or turns into cloth
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I choose to leave
Than being yelled stupid
I choose to stop
Than being humiliated
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When they are able to read
And the boys took their circumcision
You miss all those best moments
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Friday is a brightest day for you
The last day for being alone from the love one
Friday, someone feels more lonely than any other days
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There is a message in my inbox
I didn't dare to open it
My hands tremble so hard
When the mouse points to your picture
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I am pulled by two strong hands
One give me a perfect protection
The other offers me a warm comfort
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There is someone I care so much
Whether in the rainy or long dry season
I keep my thought tangled to him
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Welcome back! I said to this face
I'll see you more from now on
I will laugh more to this look
Cause I lift off the burden in my thought
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When I count my steps
from home to school
When I count hours
from home to office
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Tonight let me show
The bad side of angel like me
I am tired being called nice
And sick with my own hypocrisy
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