Porcelain

Loved up on powdered ambition,
my heart has collapsed.
Look at the faces i've aquired,
you kissed me.
Sparks fly when were together,
sounds like slow suicide.
This addiction is effortless,
my emotions are disabled.
Form a straight line,
credit card at the ready.
Inhale desperacy,
exhale regret.
Time is 4.34am.
Plutôt mourir qu'être grosse