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46. Shadows of her
She‟s the tall, all black everything kind of girl
With a Colgate smile that shines any day
She doesn‟t complain and is well reserved
She cries for animals and enjoys reading thrillers
She‟s a happy chap with dusty skeletons
A past so torturous her adrenalin seizes gravity
Don‟t forget she‟s always happy.
Happy to help
Happy to please
Happy to kill herself for them
It‟s her internal locus of control
She sees no other form of comfort
Been praying for years.
She‟s forgiven but nostalgia won‟t leave her alone
Don‟t forget she‟s always smiling
A bully, greedy, selfish, jezebel girl
Her past she hopes to forget.
The hunger, strife, and the pleads for death
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