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Sunny smile, beanie baby 
Drunk and fuzzy, oh so gone 
Binge on uppers, feeling hazy
Won’t even answer your phone 

When you take them, you feel better
Like a bird or star, so free
If you cut open your center 
There’ll be jewels for eyes to see 

Milk turned sour, by the hour 
Numbers stamped into your skin
Bloom and whither like a flower 
Limbs in needles and in pins 

Sucking on it like a candy 
It stopped feeling like it’s fun 
Some cheap sh*t, nothing too fancy 
Makes all of your fingers numb 

Sitting criss-crossed like in grade school
Telling horrors like they’re jokes
Didn’t think that she was cruel
You said she showed you the ropes 

Same old, same old, they called it gold 
I - twelve, and you - fourteen
Take advantage, take the high road 
Choose to not be heard or seen 

You were youthful when you knew me
In our house you were the child 
Now your body’s all mildewy
Didn’t know you’d go expired

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