Lady Junkie
She was once
a lady junkie,
with a sterling silver
spoon....
living inside
her crystal ball,
reaching for
the moon...
she had
a magic wand,
she'd fix
into her arm...
doing it
for the rush,
meaning no-one
harm..
well..
she melted down
the crystal ball,
and could not see
the moon...
then there was nothing left,
but the sterling silver
spoon...
a lady junkie,
with a sterling silver
spoon....
living inside
her crystal ball,
reaching for
the moon...
she had
a magic wand,
she'd fix
into her arm...
doing it
for the rush,
meaning no-one
harm..
well..
she melted down
the crystal ball,
and could not see
the moon...
then there was nothing left,
but the sterling silver
spoon...
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