Posted: May 22, 2013 by vjbc21 in The Life of Marilyn, VivanC

The bottle is dwindling to nothing.

She’s drowning in her own thoughts.

A few more pills should numb the pain.

The tears soak her face.

She locks the door just to be left alone.

The light goes out.

She traded herself in to become someone better.

The beautiful Marilyn Monroe lost in her pain.

Believing if she gives herself away to another man…

She might find true love.

So sleeping alone will end.


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