Her, by longingchainsme Subscribe to rss feed for longingchainsme

She's not the same anymore
Cheery, proper, cloned
A prozac prodigy of their perfect image
She was broken
She's fixed now
Fixed fixed fixed
They patched up their problem
No wait...hers
Thats right
They fixed her problems, set her straight
The path she walked, deep in shadow
Now all she sees is light
The hapiness is everywhere
But where is the dark
Nothing can stay perfect forever
The medication can't fix things forever
Nothing can stay the way they are
Posted: 2005-12-20 00:00:59 UTC

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2005-12-30 23:10:09waterlily
yeah some men are worst than the devil to ya