Dark wavy hair, olive green eyes, and porcelain skin.
A tantalizing beauty that was desired by many,
but captured by none.
Loving her was simple for everyone, but herself.
One second, joy would fill her eyes
The next, hell would take over her tortured spirit.
This battle she faced daily couldn’t be regulated.
No pill
No drug
No man
Could fill this empty rut in her soul.
This debt in her mind could only be paid in one way.
So she turned to frigid barrel against her temple.
She had escaped the hideous monster that hid in her head,
But left the rest of us paying the debt she once held.
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