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if i die young

Alison G., Redondo Beach, CA By DeadBitchWalking, Redondo Beach, CA

i tear away at Ivory flesh,
sticky Red is embedding itself in my nails
i'm not good enough for Them,
i'll never be good enough
and it's killing me inside,
my insides twist and curl,
bile rises in my throat at the pain,
They expect too much
and i put on too good a show.

i don't expect Them to see the side effects of Perfect,
i don't expect Them to care if they do,
my job is to be a pretty face,
with a pretty brain
that can say pretty things
and that's all They give a damn about.


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