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January 15, 2010

Rip @ 3:12 PM


I can't sleep
I can't dream
I can't rip my skin's seams
I can't step out this shell
I can't leave my own hell
I can't be who I want
I can't bear all the taunts

Rip it off, melt it down
Take my veil and my crown
For I'll never quite be
The princess for thee
I'm not what you seek
I am plain, I am meek

Reflections taunt
They are horribly cruel
Want to shatter them all
Grab the glass from the floor
And just rip, tear and cut
...rip, tear...cut


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