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CUT.Maybe we’re a little different Maybe we just don’t belong Maybe we need something that will Pull us from that main-stream songCUT.
How ‘bout you just back off honey? How ‘bout you just get a life? Think that maybe I am different Cause I hold this shining knife
I don’t cut to see the blood Or even cause I’m scared Personally you should look deep Before your heart is flared
The red blade not for your glory Not even quite for mine Holding it against the sun To see its awful shine
Maybe you should b
by ~uncontained
Impenetrable Barbie.Immunity to wordsImpenetrable Barbie.
tossed in her way. Her plastic smiles
cover her through day
Her flawless image jealousy reigns free but past her pupils monsters try to flee
She does not flinch when rumors fly right by In through one ear they linger in her mind
Her perfect skin is scoffed at during lessons but at home tears fall down her clear complexion
Obsessed with keeping sane and fitting in she stops eating her meals just to stay thin
Her friends they keep
on laughing at her mom becau
by ~uncontained
Emotional Style.She walks into the store Stud belt falling on her hips I see her yell outside the door Through her black painted lipsEmotional Style.
The hard strides of her square toed boots The smile rarely seen Her pearly whites have lipstick on The fronts and in between
Her thick eye liner masquerades The pain that is inside The cuts on her arm are The only things that help her hide
Her emotions banging on Her heart and in her head The sleeping pills the only things That help her get to bed
The fear that coats her insides I see behind her eye
by ~uncontained
A Toast.Here’s to the people who live through the rain and grope for their freedom when they've been restrainedA Toast.
Here’s to the soldiers who fought through the night and gave up at no cost when money was tight
Here’s to the students whose hearts never gave who sat in the classrooms and tried to behave
Here’s to the teachers who taught through the worst who knew all their students and reached their minds first
and last to the parents whose children they knew who cry when their son cries this is
by ~uncontained
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Paper MacheDrop your paper hearts into a basin of tearsPaper Mache
and dry them in the sun
We’ll tape the middles back together
Glue them back to back
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by ~Tyshea
Good Enough When I'm with you, it makes me want to be a better person I want to be able to throw away my past and start fresh I want to be the girl you want to be with but she's with you But when you walk away (they always walk away) I fall back down to my nightmares, my horrors stay When you walk away, I'm always left alone she wouldn't be alone When I talk to you on the phone, I rack my brain for soGood Enough
by ~SilveRReleasE
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Do not go gentle into that good night,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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