Black leather and guillotine
She's strung out and helpless
Warm syringe in her hand
The windowpane is cracked
And blood drips down her arm
She cant see out of her eyes
Dark shades cover her face
Bugs' eyes and inhuman
Both shield and hiding place
She is your daughter
Lying there breasts naked
Nipples pink on so soft flesh
Pale white skin of midnight life
Her breath comes in ragged and shallow
her blood feels thin, so little life
Hard living for a little girl
pale princess of the slums
Saturday, March 1, 2008
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