Now you're shooting up stardust like its heroin;
writing love on your floorboards
&& getting splinters from the lies.
Aren't apologies and reprimands
"The Same Damn Thing"
If destiny was a narcotic
- You'd be addicted already.
Your pretty face and filed nails
can't hide the screams from beneath your mattress;
printing love letters onto paper bags
and using them to fly!
But paper wings can fall
- from grace
&& as you're trying to wrap your insides in ribbon,
your face is coloured ashen
&& your eyes begin to burn.
Pretty Girls have secrets too!
Tell me what you think the story is here!
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"Your pretty face and filed nails
can't hide the screams from beneath your mattress;
printing love letters onto paper bags"
And..
" and using them to fly! "
Lushness!
Wonderful princess [=
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Before I forget, is it supposed to be "coloured ashen" or "coloured ashes"?
I like this, I'm not too sure about the first line, seems a bit... cliche I guess. I dunno. Due to the influx of DP addiction has pretty much been done to death, warmed up and done again.
But I like it =] You have a way with words that's for sure.
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it's supposed to be coloured ashen... but thinking about it, should probably be ashen-coloured? hmmm... I'll revise it.
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Ahhhh! I get it. I was just reading it wrong =]
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wow. i absolutely love the way you write =]
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Nicely done... You have chosen a unique theme here... Wonderfully written.. I love the lines: If destiny was a narcotic-- You'd be adicted already...
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