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Pain Into PraiseVerse One:
Lord it's only you that I will confide
You see this pain, deep down inside,
I need you now, in my life
Please give me strength to get through this strife
These every day battles that come my way
Tempting me to go but I wanna stay
Stand OutStand Out:
They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder
So why does this world try so hard to mold her
She sits alone in the corner, trying to stand out
But no one notices her single shout
Days go by and still they taunt all she stands for
She's no super modle or beauty queen at the core
Instead she has a heart of fire, a light in the darkness
They stand before her, tearing her down with a list
"You'll never be one of us." They laugh in her face
"That's just fine." she stands tall when they say disgrace
"You will never fit in." They push her to the ground.
"At least I will never be fake." Once again on her feet, she turns around.
Her body is scared and broken, stories of a once unseen past
Beauty escapes her physical form but is instead one that will last
For its not on the outside where she hides her secret beauty
It lays inside, a secret place waiting to be seen by those patiently waiting.
Only those who dare to truly seek and see who she truly is
Ever dare get to know the real pers
Little Miss It“Do you enjoy her company?”
That, Avadaci concluded, had been the extent of his grandfather’s kindness. Thank the stars he had broken his neck after a failed attempt to ascend the castle staircase. Not that many were privy to this information. The official listing on the cause of death involved something along the lines of falling in battle after slaying at least a dozen demons, although this was treated with quite a bit of skepticism by the general populace. Yet, interestingly enough, a decent portion of the locals believed a tale about the cannibals of Unkhtom devouring him whole.
Not that Avadaci really cared how his grandfather had died. He was just glad he was dead. And if he was glad his grandfather had died, Avadaci wondered, why did he have to attend his funeral? In fact, the whole kingdom was glad his grandfather had died. Why did they have to attend the funeral?
“Oh Avad,” proclaimed his mother, “obv
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