Freaks
the one cast out
feared and on whom
normals cast doubt
I call you my freaks
there is no need to be discreet
the one who were maid lain
those laughed at
scorned
shamed
there is a coolness
to who you are
dont run
be shamed
pull your hair
for the lame will be a remnant
a sripe of pride
will bond us clear
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