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She spent her nights

out and about,

painting the town red

Everyone was cautious

to spend their time with her

everyone thought she was a whore,

trying to settle a score,

but the truth is all she wanted was love,

her true and shining dove,

she tryed her hardest,

and always lost,

she paying in naivety

for all of her mistakes,

and she just felt so guilty

for all of the broken hearts she made,

but when she is all dolled up,

it is hard to tell,

if she is from heaven

or if she is from hell