Her hair smelled like chemicalsHer breath tasted like her own brand of poison Her skin felt like plastic and her eyes dripped with petrolThere were canyons between her hib bones And the bars of her ribcage And they called her Beautiful

Her hair smelled like chemicals
Her breath tasted like her own brand of poison
Her skin felt like plastic and her eyes dripped with petrol
There were canyons between her hib bones
And the bars of her ribcage
And they called her
Beautiful