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Braids
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Taylor Smith Raphaelle Standell-Preston Austin Tufts
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Taylor Smith Raphaelle Standell-Preston Austin Tufts
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Well I must have saw a girl who looked like myself
White cheeked and bleak, knowing all the answers
Your freckles remind that a God is kind
White cheeked and bleak, knowing all the answers
And is it a problem when you see through everything
But candy spills upon it when the lip suggests the mourning
There's no cat upon your bed and no Mom to pet your head
Sometimes i think of how nice it would be
To pop out of the womb again, to be fresh and white again
Sometimes I think of how nice it would be
To take a nap without feeling I wasted my day again
See what's going on
Left my conscience, suffocation
See the mad side in my bald eyes
Left my conscience in quotations
Said just what they wanted to say it isn't true
Writer(s): Katherine Lee, Austin Tufts, Raphaelle Standell Preston, Taylor Bonner Smith
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