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by suicidalbrunette Dec 30, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
Before there was beauty, those who looked upon her were captured by her smile. Moved to the darkness slowly little demons whispered in her ear. Insanity slowly took away her smile. She kept growing paler, growing thinner. down that wide road she wanders, yet hope still keeps in place her smile. Too late for her soul now, her bones brittle her body grows weaker, yet she dance, and you still see her smile!