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Her lips are cursed with empty lies.

Her eyes are bleached with soulless cries...

And her face resembles a fallen goddess.

She falls to her knees vomiting out her youth

In the bathroom of her broken home.

Sure this is the "perfect one"...Abused and alone.

Somebody tell this girl: 

"You can't find beauty in a magazine...

And surgery won't capture any dreams..."

There's no one to run to with her sad heart

Somebody tell her....she's falling apart.

. . .

So it seems Johnny's lost another dad but you

Can't really lose what you never really had.

Once again he is a f*king mess.

Feeling loved less and less.

His mother wants what she can't have.

So why does she even bother?

A great husband and a happy teen...

He just wants a father.

But the son is left all alone...

Waiting for a better home.

Well he's still waiting...

I'm still waiting...

Somebody tell this boy: 

There are millions just like him.

It'll be alright. The pain will subside.

Please don't contemplate suicide...

You will see in time, you will be fine. 

It'll all be alright.

You will find love.