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I know this girl who's all sad n stuff she puts the makeup on thick to look bad and tough , deep brown eyes so full of pain, not what I'm accustom to but it comes with the terrain, she says maybe one day I'll have it all, but she's really just trying brace for the fall, self fulfilled profiecies, it's all she really ever sees, hard to life life when your never at ease she works at the local pole, you can see her there if you pay the toll, dollas on the table, yea she always plays the roll, but if you look a little closer you can see into her soul the locals they always say, oh me amour, not a man could resist her allure, back and forth bar so theydrink some more, sometimes they walk right out the door, but the tips are nice so I guess that's what they pay her for and no matter when they leave the store they always walk out poor and when she goes home all she does cry, shes got no real friends or hobbies in her life, she doesn't even need a man cause no one would understand, when she was younger she had so many plans, to make it though this wonder we call life but clouds she Lays under is the source of her strife staring at the cealing, thin strips made of lumber this is what it's like to be 6 feet under ,
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I know this girl who's all sad n stuff she puts the makeup on thick to look bad and tough , deep brown eyes so full of pain, not what I'm accustom to but it comes with the terrain, she says maybe one day I'll have it all, but she's really just trying brace for the fall, self fulfilled profiecies, it's all she really ever sees, hard to life life when your never at ease she works at the local pole, you can see her there if you pay the toll, dollas on the table, yea she always plays the roll, but if you look a little closer you can see into her soul the locals they always say, oh me amour, not a man could resist her allure, back and forth bar so theydrink some more, sometimes they walk right out the door, but the tips are nice so I guess that's what they pay her for and no matter when they leave the store they always walk out poor and when she goes home all she does cry, shes got no real friends or hobbies in her life, she doesn't even need a man cause no one would understand, when she was younger she had so many plans, to make it though this wonder we call life but clouds she Lays under is the source of her strife staring at the cealing, thin strips made of lumber this is what it's like to be 6 feet under ,
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