Sexy
Wendy McNeill
She was a white girl with red eyes
She had a beautiful smile but rotten insides
She could make a party with the toss of her head
She never said what she felt just went where she was led
She was sexy
A body that was wanted
She was sexy
When she tossed her mind aside
Fleeting thoughts of freedom were drowned by luxury
No one cared who she was just for the armpiece she could be
She lived in desperation for a fix to numb and catch her
She thought it was comfort but all it really did was trap her
She was sexy
A body that was wanted
She was sexy when her soul was kept confined
Sexy wasn't anything she wanted
Sexy that was all they'd ever known
Was she sexy with her drug induced drawl?
Was she sexy as she staggered down the hall?
She sat in pain and solitude
In the confines of her crystal room
Thinking back on her broken bits of memories
She rose to gaze into a mirror
It didn't lie it showed
Every line which she had done
Every line which she had said
Every line which she'd been given
In the hopes of getting her to bed
She was sexy
A body that was wanted
She was sexy when her soul was kept confined
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