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Good girls in rows of frilly dresses and kitten heels and pigtails seated with black tie fathers and black eyed mothers in the sea of hymns and Church bells. Don't fidget with your fingers, don't stare at people too long, don't ask why. Good girls in short kilts and knee high socks and dark lipstick seated next to boys in khaki's with hands that move like serpents in the sea of rumours and stealthy glances. Don't kiss in the stairwell, don't talk too loud, don't ask why. Good girls with black eyeliner and opened wounds and glazed eyes seated next to nothing in particular and nothing that matters in the sea of emptiness that's left behind when they are alone. Don't let your smile falter, don't stare at the black pit of your stomach, don't ask why.
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Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 7:47 PM UTC
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Good girls in rows of frilly dresses and kitten heels and pigtails seated with black tie fathers and black eyed mothers in the sea of hymns and Church bells. Don't fidget with your fingers, don't stare at people too long, don't ask why. Good girls in short kilts and knee high socks and dark lipstick seated next to boys in khaki's with hands that move like serpents in the sea of rumours and stealthy glances. Don't kiss in the stairwell, don't talk too loud, don't ask why. Good girls with black eyeliner and opened wounds and glazed eyes seated next to nothing in particular and nothing that matters in the sea of emptiness that's left behind when they are alone. Don't let your smile falter, don't stare at the black pit of your stomach, don't ask why.
I tried to write something I was thinking about, but couldn't quite put it into the words I wanted. Ended up like this. Hopefully you can interpret it in your own way. Hope you're all doing well. **
#love#cutting#depression#religion#drugs#apx#boys#girls#school
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Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 7:47 PM UTC
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