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by Emily Andrews Sep 29, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
Sugar coated smile tastes like baker's chocolate she counts her sores she doesn't wanna be herself anymore. she always falls back into this feeling she rather hold her tears and ears to her own screaming. she hates her skin she hates her sin she hates and hates and rots within. she'll chip herself away into the image they want 1 part emptiness 2 parts plastic and a dash of disorders don't forget the drugs and alcohol and the medically prescribed smiles.