There must be no Harm
For the flowers are still Pretty
Her eyes have that charm
and her mind is still witty
But my barbie doll crys at night
Because Ken ran away with Teresa
Kelly and her had a fight
And she will never see her
All the kids still think she's pretty
They want to be her, have her beauty
But the barbie doll thats charming and witty
Killed herself due to her civic duty.
She's plastic now
But there must be no harm
For the flowers are still pretty
Her eyes have that charm
and her mind is still witty.
















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Jesus doesn't love you, he just wants your body.
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Oh sweet ichor of mine, let thineself flow unhindered. Welcome cold steel's embrace, cherish the hiss of whispering flesh, and let everything unto thee be held with the sweet intoxicating drum of bliss ~Destiny's Martyr~
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Sunrise, sunset, will you wash away the pain?
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