The Outcast

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My hair may be longer than most.

My clothes may be a little more worn than most.

My lifestyle may be more alternate than most.

But most people build fences when I near.

Most stare at my appearance, some with disgust.

Most never see any deeper than my shirt.

They do not see the love in my heart or the pain in my eyes

They only see what they want to see.

Not what was or what could be.

Thus I remain an outcast.

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