ME: a movie starring Demi Moore/Cher
And so this is it
and so, i never thoght it would be like this.
I can hardly see the saddness in the dark september sickness of your heart
you thougt it was make beleive
and maybe it was for you
but i beleived
this is the time
i dreampt that i was fucking fearing.
running from an angel turned demon by the world
trying so hard to kill me
breaking windows
trashing gorgeous houses
just to get away
he killed the mother
but let the baby live
set her on her dead mother's body...
laying in that little bed
like a coffin
my struggle for my life
demon boy so sad he is
he stabbed me over and over again in the hand
it hurt, it pinched and
the fleshy pain felt so incabable of repair
stabbed him and stabbed him
never did he come undone...
repaired his flesh in seconds flat
realizing i'd never win
it was time to run
it was said to be a movie called ME with
Demi Moore as the star
and in the end
Paris HIlton talked to the director
about her horror movie called HIGH
This movie was actually named ME
A movie, you say
what the fuck kind of movie is REAL?
The ending ... the monster realizes
he used to be an angel
remembers that he was a beleiver in love
not some sickness sent to kill.
everyone begins chanting
they beleive in love
he's changing before my eyes
in the storage room of some fantastical mall
where he threw knives at me but missed
this is the ending
with fruit bowls and laughter
my trauma though
will never end
the terror
I experienced first-hand
Horror creeping into my heart
in the depths of me
where this man, this demon, this thing
scarred all over his face... demented and perverted by the world
sliced me with knives
this must be the obituary of ME.
And so this is it
and so, i never thoght it would be like this.
I can hardly see the saddness in the dark september sickness of your heart
you thougt it was make beleive
and maybe it was for you
but i beleived
this is the time
i dreampt that i was fucking fearing.
running from an angel turned demon by the world
trying so hard to kill me
breaking windows
trashing gorgeous houses
just to get away
he killed the mother
but let the baby live
set her on her dead mother's body...
laying in that little bed
like a coffin
my struggle for my life
demon boy so sad he is
he stabbed me over and over again in the hand
it hurt, it pinched and
the fleshy pain felt so incabable of repair
stabbed him and stabbed him
never did he come undone...
repaired his flesh in seconds flat
realizing i'd never win
it was time to run
it was said to be a movie called ME with
Demi Moore as the star
and in the end
Paris HIlton talked to the director
about her horror movie called HIGH
This movie was actually named ME
A movie, you say
what the fuck kind of movie is REAL?
The ending ... the monster realizes
he used to be an angel
remembers that he was a beleiver in love
not some sickness sent to kill.
everyone begins chanting
they beleive in love
he's changing before my eyes
in the storage room of some fantastical mall
where he threw knives at me but missed
this is the ending
with fruit bowls and laughter
my trauma though
will never end
the terror
I experienced first-hand
Horror creeping into my heart
in the depths of me
where this man, this demon, this thing
scarred all over his face... demented and perverted by the world
sliced me with knives
this must be the obituary of ME.
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don't take it out on me.
i'm not thin as a personal insult to you, it just happened to be the way I was made. i'm not any less of a "real woman" because i'm a 32 d and not a 38 a.
my dendrites and axons work just as hard as a fat fatzos do.
i don't feel as though you are demeaning me by having a fat ass, why do you feel so attacked by my body.
get over it.