Society's Clones
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Beautiful creatures pass me by,
Too stunning to look me in the eye,
Haughty things who never cry.
Makeup on, pearl white smile:
We break hearts, you and I.
Uniform looks, chins up high.
We rule the world and they hold back sighs,
Falling apart alone, to cry;
And fall beyond the brink of time
As beautiful creatures pass them by.
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