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The Black Out
Pounds of make up
Cover her face
If only they saw
What she wished to erase
Long shirts and jackets
Cover her arms
If only they saw
The blood and scars
Beaten and bruised
She feels alone
Destroyed and reused
How much more
Can she take?
These feelings
She cannot shake
Her mother turns her back
To her one "mistake"
While he attacks
He's the reason
For the make up
The mask she wears
As a sad cover up
She has no way
To get out
Her only escape
Is the black out
Cover her face
If only they saw
What she wished to erase
Long shirts and jackets
Cover her arms
If only they saw
The blood and scars
Beaten and bruised
She feels alone
Destroyed and reused
How much more
Can she take?
These feelings
She cannot shake
Her mother turns her back
To her one "mistake"
While he attacks
He's the reason
For the make up
The mask she wears
As a sad cover up
She has no way
To get out
Her only escape
Is the black out
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