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Self Destruction
Red lips, dark eyes, baby doll cheeks
Satin, silk and lace
Corsets that crush her lungs
Taking her breath away
Looking in the mirror
Only to see a hollow portrait
What has become of her?
Pouring bitter wine into goblets
Instant immortality
Hiding anywhere under the black sky
Inhaling poisons until the pain subsides
Numbing her body from the inside out
Forced to live in fear of herself
What will become of her?
Nightmares and screaming
Suffering in silence
Opening her wounds, free to bleed
Falling desperately, hopelessly
Crashing, dissolving, disappearing
She will be lost without her corset
And the world will turn her away.
