Blacked out beauty
Playing with fire in So Cal
Bending words
At hung-over auditions
So full of glitter
And dirty, pretty words
That leave her mouth
Hanging open, ajar
Worn-down highs
With wash out hair color
Hot-flashes
And a spinning head
Drooping daisy girl
Such a pretty girl
Throwing it all away
On headshots
Jello shots
Vodka shots
Seeing what she wants to see
They call her crazy,
But they are here too
Ripping their souls apart
And feeding their starving hearts
With drugs, but no money
The rock and roll
Of something so far
From fairytale
A contest entry
- Glitter Queens & Nicoteen by E t e r n i t y.
650 points, ended March 5, 2007, 28 entries
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