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Her Holister Clothes, her Ugg boots, The 600 hair products in her bathroom, and the ruby red smile she paints on every day. The house of cards that is her so called perfect life toppled by a gust of wind. She's in the bathroom crying again. A rusty blade glides across her wrist like a snake in the grass a crimson river runs off her fingertips forming a heart shaped puddle at her feet but she cant see mascara running down her cheek she gets to the sink washes off her face wraps her wrist in a blue cloth and a bracelet that says peace paints on her ruby red smile and picks up the 52 tear stained cards that is her so called perfect life.
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Feb 6, 2014
Feb 6, 2014 at 11:08 AM UTC
House of Cards
Her Holister Clothes, her Ugg boots, The 600 hair products in her bathroom, and the ruby red smile she paints on every day. The house of cards that is her so called perfect life toppled by a gust of wind. She's in the bathroom crying again. A rusty blade glides across her wrist like a snake in the grass a crimson river runs off her fingertips forming a heart shaped puddle at her feet but she cant see mascara running down her cheek she gets to the sink washes off her face wraps her wrist in a blue cloth and a bracelet that says peace paints on her ruby red smile and picks up the 52 tear stained cards that is her so called perfect life.
So the original version was better but I can't seem to find it. This is basically how I remember it going.
adrianna-perez
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Feb 6, 2014
Feb 6, 2014 at 11:08 AM UTC
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