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Not So Beautiful (Not Alive)
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Poetry This heart does not beat
And this blood does not flow.
These eyes do not see
And these lips are cold and dead.
(Eye am not alive)
The nerves are severed
And the skin is all in tatters.
These fingers cannot feel
And the broken soul is shattered.
(Eye am not alive)
Someone get me out of this.
This isn't supposed to be me.
This body is my torment.
Please set me free from this anarchy.
(Eye am not alive)
Shivering in the dark,
Wonder why I'm still here.
Can't seem to set this straight.
I can't believe that she is me.
(Eye am not alive)
Cracked mirrors and broken hearts,
Seventeen years spilled on the floor.
Baby has ceased to suffer enough.
She's not so beautiful anymore.
