Paper Doll

I use to have a paper doll,
once upon a time.
She had bubble gum matted hair
and veins filled with turpentine.

Her dress was sequenced Percocet,
that went passed her knees.
She spent her time smoking cigarettes,
to medicate her anxiety.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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