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in her world now she tried to hide her awkwardness and all the other's gawkwardness she tried to glide but only fell she died inside her silent hell her face and hands weren't beautiful like all the other girls at school she never really quite fit in she died inside her silent sin she liked to draw and liked to paint afraid to show others who might taint the worlds she saw upon white and visited them all by night her fingers stained with oils bright colors were her sole delight she made a place inside a wall she hid her worlds away from all she made her music in her heart no one else could be a part she sang inside a blue-made tune in front of the dark's yellow moon her inner would was all she had soon others saw that she was mad but she alone knew the self-made life was the only place she'd be free from strife she disappeared one autumn day when all were on a holiday she went to someplace she had made where a...