A pretty dress – just as white as her age-old appetite
Ready to explode all over
One. More. Time… Please.
Bruise-filled ringlets of disdain sounding out those once oh so piercing eyes
A sadder than sad frown atrociously managing to disguise what was also once seen to be rather penetratingly beautiful
Stick a needle in your teenage vein and the agony, the pain – albeit aside a fairly contemplative degree of perfect illusion – will mean so very much as you never, ever getting to return on back again
Your Rosemary boots just as black as your heart right this minute – directed by an altogether utter necessity to make your very next eyes-to-the-sky hit
All over again
I miss you, but I sure as the hell you live in would never want to be you

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