Am I just some little doll, for you to fuck and fondle?
Are my limbs tied to strings, so you can make me dance?
Do you know I have a mind inside, this sewn and bleeding head?
You keep me clenched in your hands, so I can not move or breath.
Strip me down and dress me up, to fit your selfish needs.
Brush my hair and make it so your little heart is merry.
Move my lips and tongue inside, to speak the words you long for.
But take care not to let me see, beyond your little fucked up world, living in this perfect dollhouse, were you sit and jerk at my strings...
As you can see, I'm pissed! Anger is the best muse for art and poetry. I havent drawn or written anything in weeks, now I cant stop. Its better than sliceing my arms to shreads or eating a bottle of trazadone. this to shall pass....
Are my limbs tied to strings, so you can make me dance?
Do you know I have a mind inside, this sewn and bleeding head?
You keep me clenched in your hands, so I can not move or breath.
Strip me down and dress me up, to fit your selfish needs.
Brush my hair and make it so your little heart is merry.
Move my lips and tongue inside, to speak the words you long for.
But take care not to let me see, beyond your little fucked up world, living in this perfect dollhouse, were you sit and jerk at my strings...
As you can see, I'm pissed! Anger is the best muse for art and poetry. I havent drawn or written anything in weeks, now I cant stop. Its better than sliceing my arms to shreads or eating a bottle of trazadone. this to shall pass....
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"Better off selling oregano to twelve year olds" ha thats funny I am gonna have to use that one.