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[aid] => Mick
[title] => scapegoat
[time] => 2003-08-14 10:45:00
[hometext] => a better title would be "whipping boy", but i like this title better so deal with it.
[bodytext] => my pulse will swear that i'm alive my eyes will tell you otherwise no human left inside to bleed just a machine an afterthought scapegoat to feed scar me i won't feel it i'll laugh and call you "weak" break me i can take it sever, molt, replace take your anguish out on me Nothing turned out like you planned and now you need a scab to pick that won't bleed on your hands i won't be around when things go well i won't get in the way but, when everything goes straight to hell i'll be the one to pay a latticework of whip scars painted on my back (hit harder, it tickles) but, i'll scream to make you laugh tell me you're special that you deserve better i will always agree tell me you're not fat, or ugly, or stupid you'll get no argument from me break my nose, strangle me unless you want, i won't complain spit in my face, pour salt in the sores i'll be counting sheep behind the pain scar me i won't feel it i'll laugh and call you "weak" break me i can take it sever, molt, replace take your anguish out on me Nothing turned out like you planned and now you need a scab to pick that won't bleed on your hands one day, i will be obsolete the beatings will tear me apart my eyes will dim, my joints will rust and "they'll" unplug my electronic heart when i am deleted, i'll be replaced and the beatings will go on for satan isn't the only goat who bore a thousand young scar them they won't feel it they'll laugh and call you "weak" break them they can take it sever, molt, replace take your anguish out on them cuz Nothing turns out like you plan and now you need a scab to pick that won't bleed on your hands and now you need a wife to beat who won't leave you for another man [comments] => 2 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 34 [informant] => Cancer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )
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