The girl who hates pink has rambling eyes
trying to think of the next hurtful scheme...

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Sad thoughts...

I am so angry
This hate is so pure...

Fake smiles, flirty eyes
Dirty schemes and lies...

Sad eyes
Slow goodbyes...

Don't act like you know
Don't seem like you care...

Fast pace life
So busy...

I'm sorry I hurt you so
I'm sorry I make you suffer...

A face chiseled and defined and a frame made of...
Needing no one but needing someone to make him...

If I could just make one wish
If I could do anything...

Fiddle takes the sizzors to her skin
And when she does reliefe comes settin' in...

So glittery is the snow
So beautiful you'll never know...