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Pictures are worth a thousand sins

I want a boy to hold me at night
I want a boy to like me in the daylight
Not hide me behind their cowardly sins
They say it’s my fault I shouldn’t give in
But they were so charming those foolish young men
They tell me I’m stupid how could I be such a sl*t
They don’t know how many times I’ve tried to fill these cuts
And he tells me I’m his just for a moment
I think this life could be something brilliant




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