She

She is the type of girl

Who can drink any man under the table

Red wine, vodka, gin, beer, who cares

The type of girl 

Who will fuck two people in one night

And call them just another conquest

The type of girl 

Who will fuck everyone

Except for the one who loves her

Because she’s fears she’ll feel too much

The type of girl

Who goes to sleep at sunrise

Passed out on the cold bathroom tiles

Because her bed is too empty

The type of girl

Who wakes up with her head beneath the toilet

Mouth like an ashtray

And missing underwear

The type of girl

Who calls you the next day

Too weak to keep up the facade

Asking you to hold her 

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