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the cigarette is still burning
and the sweet smoke tickles my nose
My body is going numb
I can no longer feel my toes

I can see my black mascara tears
as they fall onto my breast
there are scratches and dried blood
pretty purpled bruises decorate my chest

my red lipstick smeared
and hair full of knots
I shove more pills in my mouth
chasing it with three more shots

my body is beyond broken
my mind completely lost
a lesson with a price
myself an expensive cost

he was too strong and heavy
I couldn't get him off top
with his hand over my mouth
I kept screaming stop
but he never did...

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