drop by drop by venom drop
you poured it on the ground.
They were only words,
but tears and tears and tears I cry,
you've never heard the sounds.
Father, can't you see that I
am crippled now? I'm terrified.
The mirror's not so nice anymore.
The scale's higher than before.
The yellow tape goes much too far.
I wish you could see my scars.
I wish you could hear my thoughts.
I bet it would be too much.
Maybe for five minutes today,
You'd never speak those words you say.
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