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Beauty and my Bones
Far away from sight
The sun has gotten too bright
The darkness they hate
But I cant come out in this state
Im shedding to my bone and soul
The only thing that makes me feel whole
My fingers grow tired of spilling all my mistakes
But I'm tired of the mockers and the fakes
Why do I hate the blood
Why do I need to be as fragile as the rose bud
When I already know
After shedding I'm still not as beautiful
The sun has gotten too bright
The darkness they hate
But I cant come out in this state
Im shedding to my bone and soul
The only thing that makes me feel whole
My fingers grow tired of spilling all my mistakes
But I'm tired of the mockers and the fakes
Why do I hate the blood
Why do I need to be as fragile as the rose bud
When I already know
After shedding I'm still not as beautiful
Published 22nd Jan 2015
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