Sluts in stilettos.
HollyWood's whores prancin' in the twilight.
Cigerette stained breath at the closest 24/7.
Her touseled hair and pale skin.
Cheap pink lips gloss, on pink tinted lips.
Her checked button up shirt and ripped j e a n s.
Perfect faces on magazines and billboards.
Dr. 90210 is the richest man alive.
Sex is the new trend.
Sipping generic cofee, reading the local newspaper.
Thick socks in running shoes, chipped fingernail p o l i s h.
In a world were Breathing Barbies are worshipped.
Paris Hilton wanna-bes strut like there's no tomorrow.
S i l i c o n e and P l a s t i c is all they know.
She's nothing more than low-class.
A plain Jayne that gets over looked.
That's why he loves her, Plain Jayne is such a b e a u t y.
She dosen't get in all the hype.
She has no self-confidence.
In a world that she's a
B
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A
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Y.
And she dosen't even know it.
Plastic is all she k n o w s.
There they go prancin' in the twilight.
Barbie's gettin' out of cars.
They smell like cheap cologne.
Author notes
I was thinkin' bout this girl in my class she's pretty, behind all those books and she's a nice friend also. A kickass critic for poetry )could pass for a judge( and she just all out rocks!
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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good I like it plain Jane huh very nice
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Very cool
Wow, this was so well-written and descriptive! I loved the way you spaced out letters and such, made it all the more fun to read! You have a vivid observance!
thanks for sharing!


