An exotic girl in fancy red heels
Maybe she slipped and fell from heaven
She's my own personal narcotic
Living in her own sad hell
Her beauty is so indescribable
She hides the pain from hungry eyes
Doing her duty without a sound
Slowly inching toward insane they say
She could have been something and gone so far
She was so bright now she's just a dying star
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A Maverick Among Diehards
PoetryA series of unorthodox poems...that I wrote in freshman year for an English project.
