Kelsey Bachmeier

A body in the bay
not yet started to decay

a shadowed figure
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Take off those ugly glasses girl
drag a brush through
your perfect hair
apply that pretty pretty
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with every song, sung
for every love quote hung
it brings me back to you
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Handprints on the wall
useing my own paint
its a very ugly color
but dries an ugly shade
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What have I done
My time has come
I’m getting dizzy
The phone is busy
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and with eyes like that, his eyes
they're taking away my soul
they're teaching me to kill
they're lacing me with guilt
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Slamming on the bed
slap marks burning red
forced down by all his weight
touches from him i hate
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Her story:
Now i put the gun back down
blood is soaking through my gown
the sequins now have drown
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With whispers in his ear
once again bring me to tears
he believed their lies
now I'm left her with sobs and cries
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And at the lake this was my test
there was a party, a drunken fest
please forgive me this was my best
now the waters where i rest
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He holds the gun up high
acts as if its a token
looks above and asks the lord why
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She wants to act ok,
she wants to be alright
she knows this habits hard to break
and this unhealthy feeling she just can't shake
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And you did this to me
you've showed me how to bleed
you might as well, put the blade in my hand
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My time has come to die
so now I close my eyes
I said he ment my life
yet now i hold this knife
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the noose around my neck
my whole life has been a wreck
i'll hang it in my closet
never know you'd be the one to cause it
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she,
she tries to hide her pain by
putting on such a thin mask
but this mask can be washed away
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'baby we can make this right
just don't put up a fight
a pink strip,
one small slip'
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my hands they're going numb
and my tears they start to come
broken and left on the side
will false rules to abide
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And this pain is goes to deep
it's excelerating and this hill his steap
being hurt i've had enough
to get over this
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Monday- with a read pen i wrote,
everything i love about him
Tuesday- With a black pen i wrote,
why we're so perfect together
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