➳ Lacey, outstanding beauty lost in blue.
She drew life gloom and like a moth, in the dark sky she flew. What a careless girl she do. See, she's just as normal as you.
She never was alive inside. Read between the lines, it's where her secrets lie.
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"Oh no please, god damn, it's just too early for that shit"- Lacey gabbled in a croaky voice.
Halfway awake, she ran her right hand in an uncertain manner through the sheet and pillows reaching out to her phone.
"God damn ,who is this?"- she mumbled in an intrigued tone as she swiped her finger to answer the call.
"Hallo!"
Nothing.
"Ahh, not again!"
She painfully woke up from bed, wobbling to the nearest desk, resting her left hand on the wall ;immersed in the bizarre sounds coming from the phone.
"Hey, hallo" -she uttered.
"Who is it?"
"Oh Jesus!!" -Lacey sighed as she hung up the phone heading back to the warm comfort of her lonely bed, babbling to herself- "Can't the world just let me be for one fucking day!?" Trying hard to keep her peace of mind.
She swoop down on her bed ,engaging in a fight with her fluffy sheets -pulling ,rolling and twisting-; settling it down quite quickly to finally rest her head on her cloud-like piled pillows.
What an amazing sight! Through the bars of her tinted windows ,I could almost catch a sight of her graceful silhouette, dancing to the sound of a wild morning hymn. The rays of light sipping through the gap between her curtains felt like a thin metal rod pinned deep into her look-alike voodoo doll, and that is what's so perfect about her.
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An imperfect girl with such beauty lying behind her moody traits. What a beautiful finch she'd make, I thought to myself as I slid my phone slowly down my jean's back pocket.
