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Plastered.Disaster

The last of the glitter,
rubs off in sweaty palms,
after the Hide and seek strip show,
where I was the prettiest attendant.
And I wish it would be different,
but I'm simply not so pretty when the make up comes off
  (I'm just ugly in layers of mascara)

But Candy Skulls,
plaster on the sugar
this gender is just one mass prostitution,
but the red dress always said,
'Where's the line between friendly and promiscous'
Who needs love
when its so fun to fuck?
Because even romance lies
hunched in the corner
hiding in pearls
and large plastic buttons.
All the sucked saliva
of one night stands
tastes of spoiled honey
like a catalyst for suburban decay.

So when the powder fades,
and I sit, alone, wearing the odor of sour roses,
watching the parades of dusty streets,
in California exotica,
on the rental shop television.
My eyelids lift
and my eyelashes flutter, dull and blunt,
slowed with Valium.
I recall what life was like,
before the
make up
came off.

Author notes

I had an eye infection this week and i had to take all my make up off.
it was worrying I hadnt seen myself properly with no make up for about half a year, because even when you take make up off theres always some lying there, left behind.
I didnt like what I saw.
Its worrying.

moonshine
xxx

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  • Hell In Harmony
    March 4, 2007

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    <3 awesome point
    and concept here my lovely
    I really hope you
    the best of luckk
    in the contest<3

    BABE!

    kat<3 love u


  • --Beautiful--
    March 4, 2007
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    Beautifuly writen. It sent chills down my spine. I went right into my mind and heart and fit perfectly but to an on seer it looks as a poem about a slut but even still it is writen well either way....Thank you so much for entering my contest and good luck.


  • Confetti Fairy-x
    March 4, 2007

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    my fav bit fo sho "My eyelids lift
    and my eyelashes flutter, dull and blunt,
    slowed with Valium." ... blunt eyelashes... that's lovely...

    i can't rmemeber what i look like without makeup... i dont want to find out tis bad enough With make-up heh...

    "All the sucked saliva
    of one night stands
    tastes of spoiled honey
    like a catalyst for suburban decay." = lurvely language <3 x

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