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i am unlucky
with my lily petals burning
acid daggers for teeth
hunted all my life for the
pedestal i was never offered
i am unlucky
with my mama crying
my daddy gently vanishing
all my baby dolls laughing
like my organs after vomiting
i am unlucky
step daddy wants to play
with my mind and with my time
this pistol at my head cries
maybe i dont want to live alone
i am unlucky
with a cigarette at my lips
this throbbing in my chest
that no one can stop because
“i am not a girl”
i am unlucky
emptying my thoughts onto
a bleeding word document
that no one will ever see and
no one will ever care to ask for
oh, but i am lucky
because my step daddy
raped and whipped me
you say i am lucky
that i cant feel any longer
oh, how i am lucky
when my best friend called me
on the telephone to say
“youre so damn sad,
and im glad you have no one else”
oh, but i guess i am lucky
that no one has to break my hymen
because my lungs are too tar-filled
with my mind being disordered
and because maybe i might be dead by next summer
with my lily petals burning
acid daggers for teeth
hunted all my life for the
pedestal i was never offered
i am unlucky
with my mama crying
my daddy gently vanishing
all my baby dolls laughing
like my organs after vomiting
i am unlucky
step daddy wants to play
with my mind and with my time
this pistol at my head cries
maybe i dont want to live alone
i am unlucky
with a cigarette at my lips
this throbbing in my chest
that no one can stop because
“i am not a girl”
i am unlucky
emptying my thoughts onto
a bleeding word document
that no one will ever see and
no one will ever care to ask for
oh, but i am lucky
because my step daddy
raped and whipped me
you say i am lucky
that i cant feel any longer
oh, how i am lucky
when my best friend called me
on the telephone to say
“youre so damn sad,
and im glad you have no one else”
oh, but i guess i am lucky
that no one has to break my hymen
because my lungs are too tar-filled
with my mind being disordered
and because maybe i might be dead by next summer
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I may come back and delete this later. Bit too much.
I may come back and delete this later. Bit too much.
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Reaaally good text, well written. 