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The apple falls far from the tree, she's rotten and so beautiful.

She takes the pills to fall asleep, and dreams that she's invisible.

Created on 2004-07-14 16:12:34 (#3813868), last updated 2004-11-13

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Name:	♥ Victim of her own self loathing. ♥

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I hate all the pretty girls
Every last one
With their plastic hearts and glass eyes

The ones that are immune to pain
The girls that will never feel this shame
The ones that don’t have a scar on their wrist
For every time they’ve thought about you

I wish I could watch their doll faces
Twist into pain
Then you wouldn’t want them like you do
Would you?

I wish I could get rid of every last one
So all you’d have left is me
Stupid me
Ugly me

I wish your lips were poison
So I could kiss you
And suck out every last drop

And as death enters my body
And freezes my veins
I’ll still die happy
Knowing I tasted your lips
Just like all the pretty girls have

Their eyes don’t stain with mascara
And their lips only bleed beauty
Their skin screams perfection
And their bodies cry out in flawless shapes

The sight of you admiring her
Is like slow, merciless torture on my eyes
It’s like rubbing salt deep into these wounds
And feeling them bleed out my sanity

All I want you to know
Is that when they find me dead on the bathroom floor
With the shotgun lying next to my head
And a blood-splattered note clenched in my hand
Your finger may as well have pulled the trigger

You made me do it, beautiful
You killed me, gorgeous
I guess you’re not as perfect as we thought, doll face

Pretty girls are murderers.