Crack Pipe Butterfly
She never had a night light or cuddled a doll.
Nobody asked her to dance at the senior prom.
Nobody ever placed the gem of life in her hand.
Mr. Glitter always found her but was never a humble man.
Black angel chasing peace of mind down a glass pipe.
Sometimes death offers more peace than does life~
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