Her days are numbered
A vitriol attitude finally starting to unequivocally mute ones self
Implode, take a drunken and fantastically harassing inward troll
Suppose everyone gets their fifteen minutes, yet we neglect to ever mention the atrocious fall from grace
Typically ashen-faced, laced in self-doubt
About to behold a brand new you
When everything just needs to be turned the right way up
All over a rather regret-ridden model’s oh so slender shoulder

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