Topic: Your "Prize" | |
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Go ahead
Take advantage of me Go ahead Make me get down on my knees Make it hurt Make it bleed It’s not your fault I did this to me Falling down Never hurt But falling down Face first was always the worst I saw me falling off the shelve Where you stuck me Just like the little doll I was Perfect hair Glass blue eyes I was your everything I was your prize Children are to be heard and not seen But that doesn’t mean **** me I was just a girl You were an awful man Making me yours Was always your plan So you stuck me on the shelf Left me there To fall And break Into a thousand pieces Under the quake of your voice Under the price of my consequence |
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