Misfit Marilyn Poems

This is love,
this is war,
dropp grenades,
on foreign shores.
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given a chance
i wanna be somebody
if for one dance
i wanna be somebody
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she is one hundred percent alone, minus him.
meet her.
she has milk white skin, and jagged bones. her eyes are pale and soft, and could make you surrender under her breath (and they will.)
every night she goes to sleep with a feeling that haunts her, and she feels sick. and she wishes he'd just leave the hair in her face.
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i think that every heartbeat is a plea to be heard
Beat one: I need you.
Beat two: You don´t need me.
there is probably a reason why girls are the ones who wear makeup.
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