Illegal Fairy Dust
Once upon a time, in good health
We see a young girl covered in filth
Who wanted to go to a ball
But she sadly met a wall
Noticed, this young girl was
And with friends, she decided to get a buzz
Off illegal fairy dust
sadly, her dealer was then bust
Bringing her family shame
And feeling withdrawal pain
She sat through trial
And went to rehab to make her life, once again worthwhile
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