Strown Across The Floor In The Corner Of The Room,
You Look At Me With Those Bloodshot Green Eyes,
Eyeliner Streaks Snaking Down Your Pale White Cheeks,
Your Blue Glitter Lips Dried And Cracked,
Then You Bite Down On Your Lip When it Matters Most.
A Shade Of Red Appears And Dribbles Down Your Chin.
Can You Taste The Blood?
Taste It As It Flows Past Your Lips.
Shake and Tremble All You Want Darling,
You'll Never Break Past The Strings That Hold You Down.
Rip The Seams That Hold You Together Then I'll Show You;
How The Strings Become The Stitches In Your Mouth♥
Five Words Is All It Would Take, Is It Really That Hard To Say?
1)You're
2)Worth
3)More
4)Than
5)This;;
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