Careful with me...I'm Broken...
A Perfect Life
Blank face.
Pointless stare.
Painted expression.
Eloquent dress.
Tasteful shoes.
Decent house in a "nice" neighborhood with pretty flowerbeds in the summer,
neatly trimmed bushes, white picked fence,
the whole nine frickin yards....
Bruises,
screaming,
Bruises,
yelling,
Bruises,
throwing,
Bruises,
bruises...
Pointless stare.
Painted expression.
Eloquent dress.
Tasteful shoes.
Decent house in a "nice" neighborhood with pretty flowerbeds in the summer,
neatly trimmed bushes, white picked fence,
the whole nine frickin yards....
Bruises,
screaming,
Bruises,
yelling,
Bruises,
throwing,
Bruises,
bruises...
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A Perfect Life
A Perfect Life