.・゜゜・etta・゜゜・．

she made up her mind, wasted
to stumble through the door
she met a stranger waiting with
all the name brand chemicals
she made up her mind, or faked it
that tonight's the final show
she's chasing sunlight, shameless
she was so artistic 
painting smiles on every face but
her own 
and although she never seemed shattered
she was a breathtaking mosaic of
the battles she's won

but then again the 
girl has always been half goddess, half hell.

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