A little girls nightmere
Mon, 20 Aug 2007 at 12:32am
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The taste of cigarette's and Vodka stain her tongue.
The smell of feces and urine burn he inside of her nose.
This wasn't what she wanted to be when she grew up.
Dragging her self around not knowing what to do next.
The hot water beats down on her greasy unwashed body, The soap a dingy brown when she is finished.
She watches the water swirl down the drain, slowly, until the washcloth intervenes and stops it.
The water beats on her head as she curls into a ball on the hard bumpy surface of the bathtub.
Crying not knowing what to do, just living life breath by breath,
sip by sip,
puff by puff,
Fuck by Fuck.
"Please make this stop." She yells out to her empty home.
Nothings left of her now but memories.
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