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This is for the girl
Who loves too hard.
Falls too fast.
Destroys her own heart.
This is for the girl
With the gaping scars,
That boys spill salt on
Like a flaming work of art.
The girl who cries
Too hard sometimes
But never in plain sight.
The girl who can shield
Both his heart and hers
In both hands
And still manage to fight.
She's the girl
Who deserves the world,
But is often left in the dead of night
With nothing.
She'd cry an ocean
To give you a rainbow.
You'd tie her down
And force her to watch you go.
She'll wait for you
Even as the months pass
So patiently.
But you won't return,
And it's a pain to me.
You've left to find "better"
While she calls you "best"
You're nothing, but a pest.
No better than the rest.
A pathetic fucking narccisist.
Every rancid quality
That made mom a pessimist.
But she won't believe it.
She can't.
"You're perfect."
And she'd give it all.
Heart.
Tears
Innocence.
To prove you were worth it.
Did you ever love her?
Or did she just patch up your ego
To help you recover?
She mends your broken heart and you...
You gift wrap it
For another.
And now there are others.
She's "moving on."
So she says.
But a beautiful heart
Cannot pretend.
Neither can the strangers
That sneak in and out of her bed
Burning artificial roses
Into her narrow little head.
Disgusting indescretions
Burning clear
Until the end.
Her pride
Has been buried.
Her mind
In a frenzy.
Hell to any man
Who dares call her "baby."
Shit, she's gone crazy.
Disguising the words
"Save me."
Now she can't identify.
What was love and genuine interest,
Looks like pain and blistering lies.
Bullshit!
It' all bullshit...
She didn't deserve to
End up this way.
Lost and deciphering
Every word a man can say.
Physically,
Mentally,
Emotionally
Detached.
Smiles when she's angry.
Laughs when she's sad.
Please, beautiful,
Don't ever look back.
Give the boy a chance.
The boy who gives you
All of his heart.
The boy who dries your tears,
And loves the way you are.
The boy who makes you laugh,
And brings your lonely sky some stars.
The boy who saw the innocence.
Though, you hid it from the start.
This is for the girl
Who's forced to start over.
The girl who can't believe
She'll ever find another.
And that deed is for the boy
With hands and heart of gold.
Who believes that girl is worth
More than all things, bought or sold.
The boy who shows
That girl is all he needs to feel rich.
Boy, love her
And treat her well.
Girl,
Don't be a bitch.