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Made into a human
By the clumsy hands of fate.
Cast out, like a demon
By the searing vows of hate.
Never one to take a gamble
She always rolls the dice. Some say she is terribly mean
While others claim she is nice.
Spurned by a angry crutch
She stands to takes the pain.
Though honestly admittedly
She’s nothing good to gain.
History repeats in her life
As people walk away.
There isn’t anything she does That will ever get them to stay.
Almost as if there is a lesson
Somewhere in her to learn.
That with rejection is bitter pain
But love in each bitter spurn.
There is nothing that you could point at
Would make this story ache.
She is a simple reminder of love gone wrong
And an absolutely beautiful mistake.
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