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Egged

Found Cracked Useless Beat me to death Beat me til I no longer feel the pain Beat out this misery that I go through Beat me til I feel nothing Because that's all I am Nothing Torn from my mother Dad unknown Hard shell to protect from danger This false ache That I portray to have It's all lies It's my disguise The attention that I crave I am no longer dazed If not beat Whip this egg into shape Let it not be scrambled Or fried Just let it sit and soak Stale its life away Can't become a chick So I remain Yolk

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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