Lazily she took a swill
Of what she calls
Her golden chain
Or was it train?
What the hell
She's too far gone
To tell
She looks around
Looking for a man to kill
It's how she feels
Deep inside
Where all
The venom resides
She took another pull
From her dented flask
That's never full
And don't ever ask
To take a swig
She'll shoot daggers
With her eyes
You'll feel like
A stuck pig
Whatever happened
To the beauty
That she was
It ran off
She wasn't worthy
Like all the men
She had ever known
Since the age of ten
Abandoned
Alone
No one
To call
Her own
One stop left to paradise
She knew it for sure
No need to call the doctor
For the cure
She felt it deep in her core
Where the venom resides
Her liver was no more
Just one last drink
One last swallow
Then she'll walk
Through heaven's door
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