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There’s the girl, just skin and bones
The spark in her eyes long long gone
The cuts on porcelain red and dark
She opens her mouth but doesn’t know where to start
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β Stares at her drink; hoping to get an answer
Scars eating her up like cancer β
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Oh, it’s the porcelain heart girl
She envies the dead
And pities the living
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Holding Chiron’s hand
Only gives her comfort
Darling, where does all of this pain come from?
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Words spill out
Running like a waterfall
How did you survive such deadly drought?
Hon, how can I catch this crashing doll?
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But in the morning she gets up and puts on a smile
All the words spoken lost in exile
And all that is left
Are the shards of forgotten nights.
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Oh how I hope that one day
We may be able to talk
Without the need of
Liquor loose tongues
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How can I sit here
And be so still?
When you are clearly
Just so ill
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But in the daylight
My hands are tied
So I say nothing
And stay quiet
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Wish I could tell you
That Iβll never leave
But thatβs just something
Youβd never believe
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So I bite my tongue
And soberly pray
That the next day
May make your confidence stay
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Without the need of
Liquor loose tongues
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Β© Sina Hinrichs 2022-07-06