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halo hearted
brushed blonde, doted upon
small enough for a jacket pocket
smile with streamers and pink lace
I'm still afraid...
in the flowers, I love you
in the flowers, my heart still beats
my hopelessly puppyhearted girl
shine again, shine like I know you can
my hopelessly puppyhearted girl
shine like Noah's ark
shine like I know you can
shine like you once again
I'm still in my feelings for you
you'll always be everything to me
that's what you don't understand
I'll be here for you
my hopelessly puppyhearted girl
shine on
shine like you used to
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open your eyes / CD-r
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(the only line I remember is the last one
"you broke my bracelets")
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and our fingers interlaced
our hearts don't beat the same
and for you I was willing to hurt
under the guise, believing it was for love
but now I see the truth
you never cared about me one bit
to you I was just some bitch, I guess
and I start to wonder why
or what I ever did to deserve all this hate
that you fed me under the impression that it was love
I start to wonder why
why did you treat me this way?
I'm ashamed to say I never learn my goddamn lesson
I suppose, I guess I'll never know
what it feels like to be treated as a human too
and I opened up my heart to you, no
I gave you everything, every piece and fragment
and still I hear you say
that I'm the one to blame
it'll never go away - the shame!
I stab you, and I stab you again, and I stab you a million times over coz it's all that I can do
and I feed you the pieces of my heart you took
I shove them down your throat and there's nothing that you can do to stop me from giving you exactly what you wanted from me
I'll feed you every last piece of hate that you gave to me
coz that was one thing about me
I'll always reciprocate all the energy that you threw my way
I don't care how this sounds or how I look
I need you to know right now
I've been beaten and I've been pushed into shame and submission over and over again
but never again, I'm done I'm through with you
and all the people that think they can hurt me just because I have love and I have heart
my soul is still in pieces from the fist you raised
I'll love you just the same, you can't stop me!
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feel of my hand
it's cold...
cut from the same cloth as my heart!
teardrops that freeze, not fall
if only given a mitten I may survive this winter
yet no one answers my meowing or scratching
I nudge the front door open
I climb inside to find nothing
but an emptiness so sharp and pale
like stabbing pains under the skin
forever I will be alone
in this lifetime pavement like a pavilion
bursting into insects
ajarred wings arise out pyramids of scales
I'm scared at the thought that like a lunar eclipse you're still there
ready to bring warmth to my hand
to bring life back to my flesh
I'm not ready to grow out of being a corpse
I'm not ready to live again
I hate it
I pull hairclips out my hair
I reflect
my cowlick resumes
in frustration I cut at it with rusty safety scissors
it folds but it does not cut, does not cut
the freckles on the bridge of our noses dance, our noses dance
all these memories
after our first kiss
your precious sleep deprived smile
was so cute and perfect
the blueness of the sky
the purity of the water
the memories, the memories
feel of my hand
it's cold
cut from the same cloth as my heart
encircle your fingertips along the perforated edges of a rusty tomato soup can
seeing red where there should be none
encircle your fingertips
encircle your heart... I will!
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when I close my eyes it's so hard to fight the visions of blood
it's so hard for me to think that I've been alive my whole life
now I open up my chest and offer up all my insides
all my guts into the toilet
and you're not there to hold back my hair
I pray to you openly now
from now on you'll be the only one for me
I trust you
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friends come and go
but my love for Christ is unconditional
lasts forever and ever, neverending...
everyday holds a new hope
fresh breath, genesis
I am safe in your holy arms
your love washing over me, so sacred
with you as my shepherd there is nothing to fear
my passion insurmountable, beyond comprehension
the balm of Jesus cleanses my soul
the balm of Jesus cleanses my soul
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when will you realize that you're the one?
that you're the only one I love
when will you learn?
when will you say "I love you," to my face?
when will you kiss me on the cheek
don't know you that I did that last week?
don't you know anything about me?
I don't even want to tell you
that I'm so stupid for feeling any feelings at all
I'm telling you right now
I'm so self-conscious about my wrists
you tell me I have normal wrists
I don't want to live like this
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my dream girl don't exist
and at the age of five she slit her wrist
she didn't know that I'd be hanging around
so her parents buried her in the ground
and this day I can still hear the sound
of a life in outer space
my dream girl don't exist
it just you and I and this TV
and this illness seems to feel so strange
like a henchman that's about to hang
the moon up like a ball and chain
and set its sands ablaze
and the weight is waiting off
feel the world so real and strong
my dream girl don't exist
just a photograph in a history book
and I believe she had a voice and name
three children on the coast of Maine
and her life was in a hurricane
of love and real embrace
my dream girl don't exist
and at the age of five she slit her wrist
she didn't know that I'd be hanging around
so one day she took a stroll to town
and walked in front of a Greyhound bound
for New York central state
and the weight is waiting off
and the weight is waiting off
feel the world so real and strong
she goes, and now she knows
she'll never be afraid
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Anywhere
02:58
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you say I did something to you
and your voice is like a prayer
you say I did something to you
but you're the one
my heart in your hand
you grip so tightly
you say I did something to you
and your voice is like a prayer
you say I did something to you
with tears in my voice I begged you to leave
but you're still here, aren't you?
and I'll bite down to bone
like you'd want me to, won't you?
anywhere you go is where I'll be
I'll love you forever...
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Wept Without Ire
03:20
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MySpace hazed eyes, the soft fingers laced around
and you saw me for what I was
and fed me my weight in trace white sand
so take a stab at running your knife along the skin / flesh of my stomach
show me what a real tummy ache feels like, please
then give me sad panda eyes
transfixed on the lulling wheeze, bluish blush hue tinted freckles
while you fed me a toothbrush backwards
and the bristles tickled my lips and nose
there's a reason my brain is scrambled
you can't quite make sense of the mess in my head
all these times I try
to make sense to you
better sense to you
just for you to understand
fuck me now
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Garden Angel Nashville, Tennessee
Maisy (she / her).
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