She’s the broken hearted girl
Wearing a porcelain mask covering, hide
But even with lips stiff in an upwards curl
Poor girl, Empty eyes reflect inside
She’s the girl that lost her fire
For a cold heart relieved the pain
Numbness craved as sole desire
Led her to hills white of cocaine
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