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Mar 2014
I wanna be your princess
your star night beauty Queen
but everything is cracking-
there’s a girl inside of me

She tells me to leave you
for the place where the dead girls are
and all the sad things rattle around
under gold and diamond stars

And maybe, darling, maybe I will
Because I’m too sad to stay
and hollow girls don’t need love
because we’ll eat the pain away

So now I’ll take my pills
and drink my green tea
and float off to the pretty place
where all the dead girls dream.
Devon Grey
Written by
Devon Grey  Boston, Ma
(Boston, Ma)   
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