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She knows what it used to be like to be young and
in love. Young and stupid. Still stupid; but not young.
Don't kiss her, her lips are poison. Her love is
contagious with a hint of sweet embrace. Not as easy as
she may seem. Try your hardest and you'll find yourself
on your knees. She screams at the top of her lungs. But
no one is around to help her. Nearly bald from pulling
her hair out from stress. Always tired and always in pain.
Pain hurts, but pain is beauty. One more finger down the
throat doesn't proof enough justice. She already knows
the consequences. Don't lecture her more than once.
Everyone dies one day or another. Some sooner
than others. Why not start early? Anything and everything
is good and bad at the same time. Bones and veins.
Cold hands and a burning throat. The taste of blood.
Her breath like vomit and cigarettes. Eyes that look so
sweet, but surely not innocent. Her heart is dead. The
veins frozen cold. Incapable of ever loving ever again.
Please don't judge her. Lost in humanity. Confined in
her own sanity. This is where she finds peace... |
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