Hidden Behind My Back

The lazy works of a daydreaming teen.

Her thin black dress

Crudely pressed, clinging tight

Against her skin.

Bright red bra, shining through

Sneaky peak over the top

Small bony fingers, jutting out elbows

Her arms all twisted

Bowed legs

Feet at angles

Tousled look, smeared black eyes

Stinging throat from the smoke

Tiny smile, shy and dangerous

Anything you want

       she can be.

The price was high but your thrill is cheap

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