➳ 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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"No, dad! For God's sake... close the fucking door!" - Lacey shouted in a condescendent way while, with much effort, trying to hide her sleek lace cheeky panty and topless breast with her thin fragile arms.
The door slammed back shut and with a rough voice his father said, "Don't you speak to me like that young lady. Go get yourself ready or else you'll be late."
"Sorry dad but... " She blushed, and swiftly ran to her wardrobe. Clothes were to be seen flying throughout her bedroom as she quickly browsed the drawers for possible picks.
"Ahh, here it is"
"Pa, can you ask mommy to get me a clean towel?"
"What's the magic word?"
"Don't lose your temper Lacey... Don't" she thought to herself as she exhaled, "Please", in an strident voice.
She followed up to undressing herself, or at least, taking off the little she had on her. She laid back on her bed rising her fleshy legs ninety degree straight up, took hold of her panty with her finger tips and slowly pulled it off.
Her mouth half opened, a light exhale; she really loved that moment of the day. She touched her bony waist, walking her fingers onto it; the angels drew a thin thread pulling her chest higher and higher at each step the index would make. The light shimmered through the gap between her back and bed while pleasure drove its way up her spines and converged to outline halos circling her head. Rubbing her feet with each other to pain and sores. She'd been pulling her hair for more.
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Snatched the key out the hole. The warmness of the moment left burns on her quivering cheeks. Darkstarry eyes in the corner of her mind, staring as she rose to the peak. The whole scene went bleak and soon she freaked.
She rolled over and fell to the ground with her feet still tangled in her sheets. Stumbled repeatedly as she tried to get up and ran to the bathroom where she puked her guts out. She sat there with her mind still swirling, confused about what had just happened. 'Was it all in my mind?' she pondered. The atmosphere around just kept growing denser as she painfully tried to get things clear. At this point ,even the slightest sound was pain to her ears. She grasped her hair with her trembling hands; bowed down throwing a shrill shout.
I feed upon her weakness; she's such a cold and beautiful wreck. I could see her, sitting naked, knees up by the side of her bathtub. She looked so desperate and that just drove me insane. She ran in such a cold pace ,a turtle in a rabbit race.
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Her bluish panty still hanging by the lamp on her nightstand; like a silken rose it was wet with dew. Her bed in such a mess with her tattered and torn pillows laying unrest. Pills on her desk; the things she does to keep me at rest.
I was here, yeah. I heard everything they said. Let me recall it.
