pain in the head
i know i look like an angel but truth be told my wings rotted off years ago
men cant handle what i've become, they always hit the road.
i sold my halo for pain.
while angels stand in the sunshine, i always pray for the rain.
i love the darkness it comforts me
its easy to forget what you cant see
these words of pain are written on the walls inside my head
sometimes i wish i could just be dead.
permanently scarred by your words etched inside my brain
my life will never again be the same.
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