bitch please, im the definition of crunk

How it hurts in the worst way, now that you're gone,
It's so wrong...
If I could take you somewhere, I'd take you to the darkest place,
scatter you in art forms, admire the whore
beauty in different ways, your hands on picture frames
your eyes in the glass wear your face as a mask
Now they are starting to love you more
a gallery of your beauty, no charge at the door
And down below your veins run dry your vacant eyes
I lost control your face is pale, your body's cold
It's so wrong...

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