

broke plasticand it hurts so bad to know i am nothing but a brokenbroke plastic
plastic doll
with the hair all ripped out


toyso i admit i love hertoy
you
you have been a toy a nice
plaything
for my heart to gnaw on until i find it a bigger piece of plastic


illlast night i thought i loved you but now i know i was lying to myself i cant handle this pain its too much like youill
sick sick sick
it never goes away, this ill churns my stomach i become emaciated
i
was drenched in sweat and lies
it was all i could do not to cry
now the poems split my skull i cant stand you
luck ruined me.
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