She was never fully dressed without her smile.
She came from a big rich town
But lived on the poorest parts.
She reminisced on he past purest times,
And hoped to erase all her gruesome scars.
She roamed the earth with a physique of a goddess.
Everything about her resembled
The true meaning of the word modest.
Voices of skeletons in her closet became the loudest.
Crying herself to sleep everytnight
Was a moment far from her proudest.
Her mind lusted over her endeavours,
But her soul longed for one last shot at those temporary forevers.
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