He always wants a pretty girl, to stand by him and let him own her. He always needs a little girl, on her knees, lives in other worlds.
We've got the time so let it out, from her brown eyes and quiet mouth. She let's it fall so gracelessly, her body stains so she sleeps on the streets.
He pulls her hair back behind her ear, he says you're fine, none of that matters here. We've got the time so let it out. Her brown eyes cry and she starts to shout, I'm always wanted never needed, you like my body but my brains depleted, I don't have time to let it out. He says let's fuck, she leaves and wanders downtown. He wants a toy all to his own, she wants a voice but it isn't strong enough.
She's ripping up the pages of her journal, she's always delivered to another owner.
He's always there when she needs him, to comb her hair or his false affection. He watches her like a vulture, she's almost dead anyway. Why wait? Dig in. Take it.

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