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Inside does she sleep?
Inside does she shriek?
Now we know what she it
And what she could never be
Confined inside
Nowhere she can hide
Open the door and
You will find
That she was never what we wanted
She was never what we thought
Everything we sold to her was
Never what we bought
Twisted deception
Twisted fingers
Lie behind
The lies we told
Nothing meant to hurt her
But we should have let her go
Now there's nothing
Left to bury
Left to burn
Left to carry
She was only there
To fill the void inside the
Empty hearts of
And now she's gone
Nothing left but tattered wings that
Wouldn't fly away
Trapped yet unrestrained
The acid lies we narrate
Here's the end
The story never told
Of the beauty
That could only be sold
To the highest bidder
The the blank and bitter
To us who found her
Made he
raped her
To us who could think only
Of ourselves to make up for
What she could never be

Having everything you ever wanted is nice, Having everything you need dreamed of is better.

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