Another Empty Mannequin

Another Empty Mannequin

A Poem by Rayne Murray
"

It's a song so yeah

"
It's getting to the point
where I can't count my own fingers, and my eyes are getting blurry
I know I should stop right now, but my hands are in a hurry
and I'm not sure that if I die before I wake
that they'll lay me down for my soul to take
I feel like i'm dying and my heart
can't the lying yet i still cry
all the time
[I'm just another empty mannequin
waiting for the show to begin
i'm on a string and it's wearing thin
but no one minds to pay attention
i'm disposable another pawn
beaten or broken I'm thrown in the pond 
i'm on a string and it's wearing thin
but no minds to pay attention]
I'm breaking down my heart has shattered to the ground
and yet I'm still picking up the pieces scattered all around
around
i feel you heart beat and your skin is warm
i feel so empty and the despair swarms
and slowly my soul become another black hole
waiting for another role
[chorus]
you can dress me up  but i'm still their s**t
no matter what kind of clothes i strut
they've horny when they walk in they door
and I know all they're looking for is a w***e
i'm to do what they want and feel nothing
and as I go up on stage I feel my voice catching
[chorus]
pay attention
yeah i'm on a string and it' wearing thin
and when it breaks ill be another mannequin
whose show will never ever begin
whose show will never begin
you can try to rip apart my skin
but all your find is broken porcelain
and a hollow heart a hole at large
you seem to think your the one in charge
but you see i know your dirty secrets
and it would be a shame if someone didn't keep it
[chorus]
so though i'm another empty mannequin
the broken and old are breaking in
soon you'll be another doll
for us to shape and decorate for all
I know you think you've got it large
but we;re the ones in charge
and when we break your skin
all you find is broken porcelain
you dirty secrets are getting out
and no one seems to hear you shout
you can feel they heart beat and their skin is warm
and soon your despair starts to swarm
and when your string start wearing thin
no one one will care t pay attention
now you're just another empty mannequin
waiting for your show to begin
when you're on a string and it's wearing thin
no one will mind to pay attention
you're now dispensible another pawn
beaten or broken we'll throw you in the pond 
when you're on a string and it's wearing thin
no one will mind to pay attention

© 2013 Rayne Murray


Author's Note

Rayne Murray
bluh bluh usual ignore grammar and spelling

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"I feel like i'm dying and my heart
can't the lying yet i still cry" this part seems to be missing a word, but besides that its cool.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. That is so sad :(

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Rayne Murray
Rayne Murray

Merritt Island, FL



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