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[x].diseased beauty.[x]
Contributed by
prozac_memory
on
Wednesday, 23rd February 2005 @ 03:17:31 PM in AEST
Topic:
PoemsonBeauty
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When the light burns out
What do you dream about?
A life of diseased beauty
Grab that blade and hurt me
Pile on the toxic waste
I’m not trash, just a big disgrace
Plastic figurines
Fake mannequins
Paradise broken
Left unspoken
Cut my throat from ear to ear
Live this life without no fear
Sew me up
Break me down
Lose those eyes
Lose that frown
Lonely desires
Murderous fires
Beautify me
Cant you see
I want to be pretty
In this life of diseased beauty
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prozac_memory
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2005-02-23 15:17:31] (Date/Time posted on
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