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My Bruised Lips

What pretty girls
What pretty mouths
Come stand by me so
All the unpretty people
Can see how very pretty
You are

I talk so much
My lips are bruised
I talk to your empty head
Christ, what I could do
With a hammer

I lower my eyes
I laugh
You are all so damn pretty
When you're not listening.

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On Saturday September 27th, 2008, Jonas (877) writes:

i drew subtleties describing the loneliness of separation from between the lines of vitriol... blame?... an excellent work that can read from a couple different contextual points of view.

On Saturday November 5th, 2005, Anna Helianthus (1121) writes:

0_0 wow..this was quite mocking..and the repeting of "pretty" really worked with the flow. nice job. "Christ, what I could do with a hammer"- that line made me giggle.

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