Emyli -

The sound of heels attacking

Gravel in an alley and the

Scent of something sulfurous

Gushes from her lips

Emyli everybody wants to be you

They don’t know the shit that you’ve been through

Emyli everybody wants to be you

They don’t know the shit that you’ve been through

The punctures in-between the

Bruises on her arms and legs

Invisible with powder puffs and

Fishnets jeans and kisses

Emyli everybody wants to be you

They don’t know the shit that you’ve been through

They just like the way you look

The way you dress

The way you walk

They couldn’t care less about the way you took a beating

The way you took a beating

The way you took a beating

A beating

A beating

Emyli

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