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Stripped of all make up, no need for fancy clothes
No cover ups, push ups
With him, I dont have
to put on a show
He loves every freckle, every curve, every inch of my skin
Fulfilling me entirely, taking all of
me in
He's real,he's honest, he's loving me for me...
He covers his arm,
To hide the scar,
He remebers someone
saying,
"No one cares who you are",
He bought a ticket,
And came to the dance,
He gave socializing,
One
more chance,
He sat in the back,
From everyone he fled,
He cut up his arm,
And cried as he bled,
People
kept away,
As he bled on the floor,
Tears ran down his face,
As he cut some more,
"What is he doing?"
"How
long has he cried?"
They asked as they watched,
This innocent Suicide...
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Forget his name,
Forget his face,
Forget his kiss and warm embrace,
Forget
the time you once shared,
Forget the fact that he once cared,
Forget the fact that you cryed the whole night long,
Forget him when they play your song,
Forget how close you two once were,
But
remember how he chose her
If these walls could talk,
you'd know my body is dead,
my mind has been taken over,
that's why I am so scared,
I
can't control it,
anger is making me blind,
I've been left here on my own
chained to a hate of some kind.
If these
walls could talk.
If these walls could talk,
you'd know about my fears,
about all those nights I screamed for
help,
about all my fallen tears.
You'd know about the demons
haunting me at night,
you'd be able to help me
keep
my fire alight,
if these walls could talk.
If these walls could talk
they would say that it's all right,
God
sends His angels
to look over me at night.
They'd encourage me,
say though I am alone
it doesn't mean I‘m
on my own.
He watches me, from above
and showers me with all His love,
if only these walls could talk.
Sorry you can't define me
Sorry I break the mold
Sorry
that I speak my mind
Sorry I don't do what I'm told
Sorry if I don't fake it
Sorry I come too real
Sorry
if I ain't perfect
Sorry I don't give a - f u c k -
Sorry I ain't a diva
Sorry just know what I want
Sorry
I'm not a virgin
Sorry I'm not a - s l u t -
I wont let you break me, think what you want.
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ill draw a little picture
ill draw it with a twist
ill draw it with a razor blade
and draw
it on my wrist
do you like my picture?
look carefully can you see?
that the twist of the picture
is that it starts to bleed
im loosing myself
and see the bright light
somebody help me..
im paralyzed from fright
im living in my picture
im still living in strife
to open my eyes
hell my new found life
Dreaming about you makes my nights worth while.
Thinking
about you makes me constantly smile.
Being with you is the best thing ever.
Loving you is what I'll do..F o r e v
e r.
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