The Dark Beauty

Who was to know that there was evil deep in her heart?
There was always that look in her eye, that untold desire to destroy.
She'd knock down anyone who came in her way, killed all those she supposedly loved.
Her mind was poisoned and her heart was black.
Her one true love was the drugs.
She was a maniac but hasn't it been proven that maniacs are the most intelligent of us all?

She had more will-power and determination than any cut throat buisnessman
Her reign of terror was spread out far and wide and she took over more land than Hitler in WII
No one knew her name but her story was told for many years
She was a such a mystery to us all ...

Empty Girl, Filled With Fake Emotion.

Her pain is bare on her arms and on the scarlett soaked tissues.
There is no cure for her disease, she's easily pleased.
She spouts poison and will infect you at any given moment.
She takes what she can and gives nothing back.
Her skin gleams with steel and is hidden under fake colours that shine brighter than the sun.
Her heart is small, colder than ice and darker then the darkest night
She takes anything that will numb her for awhile.
She refuses her true cure, allowing herself to fall deeper into her pain filled hole.
She'll push your buttons, she wants you begging for more.
She feeds off of attention, she despises those who question her fame.
Her fan club consists of two lonely fools.
The love of her life has her on a tight leash.
She stands tall infront of all the world but inside she's a scared little girl.
It's a crazy world out there and she's stuck still wishing her life away.