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'Scarred-Harlot...'

She,
such a
pitiful mess
hollow, she'd wallow
within her  sunken breast

A cusp,
that gust of
wind flew by hope...

Dredging
up those scheming
'life freeing' demons again

Addicted
to the exuberant fall,
this fiend-next  rises
transfixed on the HIGH-rising...
Written by Poetikmind (_---_)
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