untitled (8/29/2012)

this is about no one i know ~ed.

sweet gravitas lorraine
awake from only the pain
she got from the fire within
a beauty deep as her skin

not even heaven will take her now .. none of her bibles will say how .. swimming with strangers in waves .. only in drowning can she be saved

when its too late to be on time .. there's a jail which needs not a crime .. all you need is a heart and a soul .. give up one let the other control

in a life that she gave to no one .. with skin never fed by the sun .. she changed her hair to hide the gray .. and colored it so it would go away

now that she has a better life .. she's forgotten all about the knife .. she used to enjoy when she'd twist .. never dancing with those that she's kissed

a black widow bite with a sting .. boxing in lower class rings .. to make her feel better inside .. sucks the courage from those with no pride

trading white lines for blue pills .. to go back and live in the hills .. she looks before she makes me leap .. for the kind of beauty that runs skin deep
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put to .txt in january, probably written on paper then un-posted for up to a year?
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