Monday, February 22, 2010

For the nights she cant remember!

Alida walked in so cool and calm

With her pale hara lipstick and her vodka charm

Her milky, pale, ghostly, white skin

Showed all the places that she had been

She stood quaint and not a moment too soon

Her black velvet made it’s way across the room

The leopard print spots on her coat roared

Her hair entangled with the moon

leotard in image: "i shot you with my silence",

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