Jennifer K Biography

Once upon a time, there was a little girl
She had big green eyes and brown flowing pigtails
She hadn't a care, but all the friends in the world
Her parents read a story, and tucked her in every night
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A lie told and bought.
That's his business.
What can he plea to survive under good graces
What can he cry to be bathed in sympathy
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I used to pick flowers
smile
believe the world was only good
I've grown into a broken shell of a girl
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'I'll burn all the memories of you with my cigarettes.'
But oh baby, won't you give me one more night?
Filled with dancing and kissing,
But you only answer with a smirk and a sigh
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I don’t need a god to tell me to not kill
To not steal
To not cheat.
I don’t need a god to make me hate
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