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Oh how fitting for one so fake
Make me a fairy, whatever it takes
And just like her tale, all my dream was a scam
"you waited smiling for this?"
I am burnt out,
I smell of smoke,
it seeps through her cracks and so I start to choke.
Sentences sit in her mouth that are templated.
"You waited smiling for this."
"But they love you", over and over, "they love you", thousands and thousands of eyes just like mine, aching to find who they are.
Oh they love you, oh you can feel how they love you,
Coated and warm, but it's all they can do,
Words only get through if they're
sharp.
- Burned Out (Dodie Clark)









