Broken Hearts

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I can never hold you
Comfort you and hear
You sigh, I used to polish
Your shield that covered
That sensitive heart inside
Your chest, mumma sewed
Bitches broken hearts till
Yours had been ripped open
The girls crying out your name
Said they were tamed by a lion
Kicked to the curb by a lioness
Who took what suddenly belonged
To her, she said it was hers to destroy
She's just a copycat, pretending to be
The dark reflection on the mirror, no
Good, she doesn't care if the next victim
Became her food to feast upon with blackened
Nails reaching deed inside every boys' soul, she
Loves with a love that isn't love at all, an obsession
Making you shiver to the bone, a little girl's voice on
The phone is what she sounds like, innocent and sweet
She's crazy, tearing everybody into pieces then takes
Them to hell like a party's being thrown. Welcome home.

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