Labels:text | screenshot | font OCR: Luminary The twisted community Looks on with disdain I despise their felicity For they mock my pain Who are they to judge? They look on, so austere They too would be tarnished If they felt it, the fear ... Fairy Godmother's gone; She burned in the blaze Or was that my sister? My mind starts to glaze For my crimes they condemn me Their backs are turned But I am undaunted Tonight they will burn By some horrid deity I think I am blessed And all that I know Is every day I know less. Control _ BL/-DE
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