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My body so broken

Revealing my self-inflicted  scars

The ones by my own hands

And the ones craved in by another

Shall we cover them up

Long sleeves and powdering make-up



No I’m not hiding it anymore

My purity died, the day I looked in his eyes

I got much more then a surprise

I got a binding ring and a death wish

So dress me up, make me wear that red lip stick

But tonight the fabulous shall see what we hide



I’ll attend your monstrous ball

Were the rich dine, dressing to the nines

I’m going to show my whole body

A Cinderella who never got her ending

I wont fake being alright

No sedating Medication tonight

I’m dying for a fight

When all your friends see me in the flesh

For its just meat, no self-respect

I’ll let my blood drip on the pearl white floor

Show them deaths beauty

Maybe they’ll remember how pretty I used to be before



When I was full of life

Blonde locks shinning in the light

Cream skin un touched

Looking at me used to be a rush

Now its like looking at rose wither

Hold tightly to your cashmere and quiver



I wish to show you all

I know it wont happen

So I’ll stand behind the man, who killed the sweet girl in me

And forced me to be lady of frail and defeat

Where no blade could quench my need

For I speak when spoken to

I’m thinking about showing you

But what good will that do

No one could ever help me break his chains

So I'll move around the pain

Till I learn to comfort the shame