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The Ugliness
The Ugliness
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Just like a cloud in a day
Come on you
Bring on the mate
In the tragedy of sorrow
Full of plastic flowers
You are away from me
Go away from me
To far way
I am today for you
Turned out to be one
Useless items
Y' all say it
After the dimensions of your body
Whom should I love?
In your face
Beauty is no more
All of them
Burned out, left out
In the hot oil.
