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Polluted

A desired hope
For I can not hear
Let the spoiled mascara
Leave a black tear

The body is polluted
Filled to the core
Blackened with smoke
But she still craves more

Needles and liquid
A little at a time
Help this poor girl
She'll soon be blind

Careless; she is.
That's how she'll always be
She cant stop it
It's what she needs
Written by JessicaMurray (jessicathedoll)
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