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"Scarlet"


Pillar box red lipstick gave the child much needed age Seat belts could not restrain her She fell to jungle fever’s rage- Addictive and consuming Late nights spent among flashing lights created change Cherry vodka burned a scalded throat She returned dismally to clean-cut perfection Sharp angles in a broken mirror Life lost in translation Seventeen years cherished, one lost to habit A red-head called out in desperation She ended in a beautiful, tragic manner
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Story of a girl who feels she needs to escape reality by abusing her body.

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