Emyli -

the crack of heels attacking

gravel in an alleyway

scent of something sulfurous

is gushing from her lips

emyli everybody wants to be you

they don’t know the shit that you’ve been through

emyli everybody wants to be you

they don’t know the shit that you’ve been through

the punctures in her arms and legs between

the bruises which she covers up with puffs

and fishnets colored jeans and kisses

emyli everybody wants to be you

they don’t know the shit that you’ve been through

they just like the way you look

the way you dress

the way you walk

they couldn’t care less about the way you took a beating

the way you took a beating

the way you took a beating

a beating

a beating

emyli

emyli

emyli

emyli

emyli

emyli

emyli

emyli

emyli

emyli

Oooooh

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