Topic: Your "Prize"
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Sun 06/10/07 10:48 PM
Go ahead
Take advantage of me

Go ahead
Make me get down on my knees

Make it hurt
Make it bleed

It’s not your fault
I did this to me

Falling down
Never hurt

But falling down
Face first was always the worst

I saw me falling off the shelve
Where you stuck me

Just like the little doll
I was

Perfect hair
Glass blue eyes

I was your everything
I was your prize

Children are to be heard and not seen
But that doesn’t mean

**** me

I was just a girl
You were an awful man

Making me yours
Was always your plan

So you stuck me on the shelf
Left me there

To fall
And break
Into a thousand pieces
Under the quake of your voice
Under the price of my consequence