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By Laura Dee October 17, 2014 You wanna see my pretty scars? I'll show you where the deepest are The ugliness for the pretty ones to see Can you still rationalize your judgments of me? I don't think it's brass, or even cavalier I'm fed up with lies; it's life that I fear This storm will never clear so make yourself at home Shelter your fears and leave me alone I'll roam in the storm cause this is my home You don't have a clue what I've been through alone If you really wanna know, just read my old notes Filled with emo songs and their bittersweet quotes The rain melts away on this skin made of stone My life may be short from the trouble I've known An addict like me is what you could be If you knew just a day from the pain that I see I'm happier now but days are like this When conditional love breeds new loneliness Contingent upon your waning comfort in me I don't want your love of this man I'll never be I'm far too blunt for this to be unclear So don't lie to me if she is your fear The ***** in my skin is filtering out So don't mess with me if your code is devout The train is departing No baggage to bring No room left for hate Where no one is too late So we filter them out Yeah, we filter them out... Just come as you are I'll never be too far