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It's okay to cry, baby cry out your eyes.
It's okay to feel sometimes.
Show me what you're like when you don't have that mask on.
Why are you hidin..
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The origination of his thoughts come from the world.
He knows, he belongs among things much greater.
He lives in a forrest of trees dripping in beau..
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Hobgobblers and men with jacket pockets smugly tread on streets made of pavement.
A light drizzle falls from above, making splish-splash puddles in ..
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Smack! Like a bug on your windshield at night.
Insignificant.
Your ribs are floating in serpant's venom.
Twist, untwisted, twist, break.
Ripping p..
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Floating like a feather in a sea of slime.
I pulled off my anger and put that face aside.
Hell is seeping from my eyes, fire that licks like my tong..
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Playing tag with fireflies, devouring ladybugs.
I put the sun in my pocket and killed the light.
Lost, never found again.
I don't live here, I live..
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With eyes closed and heart yearning, I stood before the edge.
Not desperate for anything but you.
Jealous was I of wings, for I am merely human.
Su..
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Fix me, I'm broken.
Little trinket doll,
Painted on lips.
There's a crack under my dress,
In my bust,
under my chest.
I sit on my shelf,
Curly ..
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Ruby red lips and a picture perfect painted on smile.
No flaw in complexion, plastic body uncreased.
Take away your Barbie doll mask and strip you o..
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No one knows loneliness like her...
Loneliness that creeps up and wraps its arms around you.
Pain straight from the heart, straight from the soul.
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