they hear me...
come running....
they see me....
and start talking....
they want me....
for their eye candy...
they choose me....
only temporarily....
so i scream....in a wink.
and i slice it all up..in one blink.
all the rage and fucked up thoughts....
seeping thru these fucked up cloths...
people think they can pinpoint and fix
a broken head mess, a long edge of distress
stay away....today and more
who will save the little queen?
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