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Greens, yellows, blues
Indescribable hues
Soft beautiful, no less
Laying under the stars
As colors dance in the sky
All other thoughts left behind
Waves of purple and pink
With splashes of deep red ink
Sprinkled with specks of silver and white
On a canvas of a dark winter's night
Who's that broken girl you see in the mirror
The girl you try and hide away from the world
The girl with the frown scarring her pretty face
The girl with scarlet lacing on her wrists
With the red beads turning to streams
Who's falling apart at the seams
She is drowning in pain
As her tears fall like rain
She cuts from elbow to wrist
Knowing she won't be missed
She watches as crimson stains the tiled floor
Craving just a little bit more
Her hand glides one more time
Quick, from side to side
Her last farewell
Her final goodbye
Now she closes her eyes
Letting out a quivering breath
Embracing death
She is only a predator
devouring the sour flesh of those
who are gulable to her illusion

She is only lust
the image your mind potrays
abusing her beauty
Like the plastic it is

She is  poison
You avoid to drink
Left upon a table
Within your reach

You  grasp the cup tightly
with one sip you were  gone
mesmerized by the dangers
of being with her

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