So you told some lies.It's natural.No one's perfect.Wanna love her.Wanna touch her.Wanna hold her.Yet you wanna break her.Tear her inside out.Ripping her eyeballs out.See who she has become.It's her simple pleasure.Dark and cold.Inside.You might see some pride.Yet she shouldn't have any.So many hurt.Kind of a hoe.She gets so low.Doesn't know why.But she does still cry.Cause it does hurt her.No matter what she says.Went to church and actually listened.What she heard, she had been missing.Broke into tears.Trying to get rid of her fears.She seems kind of a loner sometimes.Yet in her mind she isn't her.She wishes to be someone else.And what you can't see is who she really is.That person she really misses.All she wants is hugs and kisses.Some one who has time and wont do her wrong.She's tried to change.Didn't work.So now she gave up.Wont try again.May be it was just her demons.She let them in.So as this girl sits in silence wondering why.Just let her cry.Let her be.Cause this girl is me.Birth sign: Taurus
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