tears behind sunglasses
give a dam.
is it really right for girls to get this strong?
(my friend says yes she says look at history)
wearing my weapons on the outside a belt of bullets
fear.
a hill and then its flat and then a ditch
i walk dont ride my bike now since i got hit
why do i always dream you've left me why do i dream i cant get home i wake up aching
i'll fold my arms
a silent child
and wait
fiercely angry but
you say you are who you say you are
so i will wait
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