such a pity

Apr 29, 2003 23:22

::vomit::

~

"such a pity"

poor little baby with her hair
all twisted in knots and her
knees skinned to bone

fell down in that forest, did you,
running away from lovliness to
find solace in discomfort

no one can give you candy
at the end of the road
when your skirt's up too high
and the gentlemen are running thin

like the foundation on your
arms that you know isn't covering much
but wasted potential

can't let society in on those
dirty little secrets hiding behind
doors painted black and windows
rimmed with silver

reflecting the limelight onto
someone a little more worthy
of your love
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