Dope submission

I knew this girl that shared her soul upon a spoon,memories of vicious shadows pulling out and climbing off ,once forgotten love letters on hotel sheets,Her lips pale cold as steel spoons in a snow storm,Intravenous complexed fluidity moonbeams dabbled kicking stars out of the sky,dreams conform to nightmares,reality deprived dope sick whore,I knew this little girl that lost her way her beauty laying sick in a blistering hot bathroom in trap house floor,blown out veins,dope filled bottle cap,once alot of promise we'll a junkies promise