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Mar 2015
Sometimes its just difficult
Droppin bombs
Actin tough
Its all a joke

I scream I cry
I just wanna lose it
Get away from the pain
Poppin pain killers like candy just to dull the blade

**** my pistol
Let it rip
Tear me open
Rip me to shreds

I tell myself it won't hurt
Feelin that blade burn into my skin
**** your feelings **** what you say
***** you can't judge, you're not perfect

My senses fade into one
I no longer feel the pain
My body is numb the **** you say don't matter
You **** yourself over every day you try judging me

Cause I know who I am
I know what I can do
*****, you know nothing
**You ain't the perfect little ******* think you are
Victoria McShane
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Victoria McShane  Twin Falls, Idaho
(Twin Falls, Idaho)   
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