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I drank because it was a little less toxic Than the sensation of drowning Swaying to the music I could forget The waves pulling me under for a moment I searched for comfort Among cold, hallow people Bones had never shown love And that didn't change I was left to my pernicious thoughts Little girls shouldn't be morbid But women aren't made of love Though it is a common misconception
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Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 9:35 PM UTC
Princess is a mean word
I drank because it was a little less toxic Than the sensation of drowning Swaying to the music I could forget The waves pulling me under for a moment I searched for comfort Among cold, hallow people Bones had never shown love And that didn't change I was left to my pernicious thoughts Little girls shouldn't be morbid But women aren't made of love Though it is a common misconception
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Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 9:35 PM UTC
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