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What Is My Body Worth?
The flesh that I call skin?
Is it the victim of self
Mutilation when I prick it
With a pin?
What Is My Body Worth?
The hair atop my head?
I viciously want to rip it out
But sadly, I leave it alone
Just grip it and shout
What Is My Body Worth?
Was there a price there before?
Or am I crazy to not
Believe my body
Isn't worth anything
Anymore?
What Is My Body Worth?
And why does it mean
So much to you?
When all I
Ever do is break
It in 2?
The flesh that I call skin?
Is it the victim of self
Mutilation when I prick it
With a pin?
What Is My Body Worth?
The hair atop my head?
I viciously want to rip it out
But sadly, I leave it alone
Just grip it and shout
What Is My Body Worth?
Was there a price there before?
Or am I crazy to not
Believe my body
Isn't worth anything
Anymore?
What Is My Body Worth?
And why does it mean
So much to you?
When all I
Ever do is break
It in 2?
Literature
Pain, Death, Time
Pain is patient,
Pain is kind,
All of us bend to Time,
Too much of either, or,
A final breath,
He'll be waiting,
The Reaper, Death.
Literature
Try not to cry.
> >>> > Mommy.. Johnny brought a gun to school,
> >>> > He told his friends that it was cool,
> >>> > And when he pulled the trigger back,
> >>> > It shot with a great crack.
> >>> > Mommy, I was a good girl, I did What I was told,
> >>> > I went to
> >>> > school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!
> >>> > But Mommy, when I went to school that day,
> >>> > I never said good-bye,
> >>> > I'm sorry Mommy, I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry.
> >>> > When Johnny shot the gun, He hit me and another,
> >>> > And all because Johnny Got the gun from his older brother.
> >>> > Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much
Literature
Crucified
Yesterdays never forgotten, here in psychobabylon,
It melds itself into today, and I can never move on
You thought I was .. a problem before.. You ain't seen nothing yet,
Yeah if you thought I was the problem before well you ain't seen nothing yet,
Waiting on the backflow, but I know it just ain't coming yet,
No one ... ever taught me .. .. how to forgive and forget
Disconnected voices, transverse round my head
Artifacts of a yesterday, it will never be dead
You thought I was .. destructive before.. You ain't seen nothing yet,
Yeah if you thought I was a terror before well you ain't seen nothing yet,
Waiting on the bloodflow, but I know i
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So this song was inspired by this link: [link]
I was just having a bad day/night and this song inspired me to write
I was just having a bad day/night and this song inspired me to write
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I like it! nice ending 