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"Are you ugly?
A liar like me?
... Medicate me so I die happy.
... Money is no cure.
A sickness so pure."
- Ugly - by The Exies
"Worthless, Lies"
This isn't how love's supposed to be.
Are you happy now?
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Not my best, but it suits how I feel.