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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 Im 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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