They say she's broken
Can never be the same
They say that no one will lover her
Not even a rat
Well that's just cold
Cause I know how she feels
To be lost and lone
Who am I to disagree?
Me and her
We go way back
We are the best of friends
Like two peas in a ***
They called us weird
Freaks even
But we ignored them
Didn't hear the words
But when we went home
We would cry
The names hurt
but we found something to help with the pain
We hid the razors well
They wait atop the mirror
Waiting to be stained in red once more
Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 7:28 PM UTC
They say she's broken
Can never be the same
They say that no one will lover her
Not even a rat
Well that's just cold
Cause I know how she feels
To be lost and lone
Who am I to disagree?
Me and her
We go way back
We are the best of friends
Like two peas in a ***
They called us weird
Freaks even
But we ignored them
Didn't hear the words
But when we went home
We would cry
The names hurt
but we found something to help with the pain
We hid the razors well
They wait atop the mirror
Waiting to be stained in red once more
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