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But who could blame her

She used to be so beautiful

Bone structure that screams to be felt

Living in some fake euphoria

With boys that tell her they love her for her



Shes just a little piece of garbage

In some precious glitter box

Drowning in her memories

Of a world she wishes she forgot



Well no emotion can escape her face anymore,

really

Underneath the snow white concealer

If only it could conceal her insides she dreams

Thankgod its only her outside we can see



But, when tears glass her eyes

Thats when you get a glimpse of her inside

Even her bloodstream flows with a touch of despair

Just waiting to escape, with the next artery she tears



Well, when she cries she still looks prettier then most

And i guess thats all this world cares about

Who cares if you cut your life short?

As long as you leave a beautiful corpse.





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Glitter Box Garbage
Date: Monday, 1st September 2008 @ 05:34:48 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: amber_vonHorror
Well, she'd rather bleed lipgloss

But who could blame her

She used to be so beautiful

Bone structure that screams to be felt

Living in some fake euphoria

With boys that tell her they love her for her



Shes just a little piece of garbage

In some precious glitter box

Drowning in her memories

Of a world she wishes she forgot



Well no emotion can escape her face anymore,

really

Underneath the snow white concealer

If only it could conceal her insides she dreams

Thankgod its only her outside we can see



But, when tears glass her eyes

Thats when you get a glimpse of her inside

Even her bloodstream flows with a touch of despair

Just waiting to escape, with the next artery she tears



Well, when she cries she still looks prettier then most

And i guess thats all this world cares about

Who cares if you cut your life short?

As long as you leave a beautiful corpse.







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