To this day I don't know whether to view you as an exceptionally self-aware genius, an exploited tragedy, a warning tale of over self indulgence, or a fast burning flare of light to bright for the world. I only know your glamorous influence endures. I keep dancing around in black tights, over sized earrings, painting on the liquid eyeliner, and hoping to capture something, anything, you built in your factory daze.
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