.Our portraits were altered the other day.
You were painted black. I was painted stoned.
But that's just for history's purpose -
The ones who think we're too flawed to deserve this.
And I'm taking it on in some form of mental protest, tearing open my chest.
Whatever qualifies as rest.<.>
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