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Goth Heart

A little girl since young Got a goth heart next to her lung She’s in black attire and black eyeliner Smeared teardrops and a wrist covered in muddy slops Got a tattoo on her skin that’s been chopped and chopped A little girl since young Got a goth heart beating underneath her chest Never knew why she looked the way she looked when she undressed She's been alone since sixteen, been floating somewhere in the south-west A little girl since young Got a goth heart next to her lung Goth heart and goth love God gave her stitched skin, a goth heart, and words from above She’s died over and over again, there's an angel flying above her head, circling above her, just like a mourning dove. -e.g.

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