Abstract confessions of twisted affection...
Selling herself, PIECE by PIECE.. drop by drop
She's unintentionally become everything shes not...
Boys like it, she's eager to provide. No signs of who she
was present in her eyes. They always seem to convince her
they care...and that even if no one else wants her they'll always
be there... lonely, she forces herself to believe. In her own reality,
she breathes make believe. Empty, Vacant - No pain, No joy...
Just a bunch of decieving faceless boys. In the shower trying to
scrub herself clean. I guess water doesn't cleanse all things.
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