5-30-14
He looked at me and said "trash"
He looked at me and said "whore"
She looked at me and said "empty"
Told me I was hollow, reaching for something..
Anything to hold onto
Now, what I want is enough to tie you down
and make you feel dead inside like I do
All I need is a little pin or maybe some broken glass
To cut and scar you up to make you feel ugly like I do
All I crave is to lace you up in my boots
Then cement your feet to the ground
If you try to walk like me
I guarantee, the first try you will fall down
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