Attempt to scream your breath is gone
intimate thoughts forever on
Like monsters marching out at dawn
Fairy-tales dance behind locked doors
This is a nightmare, nothing more.
So kill those lights darling, sing me to sleep
Dealt in poison of that which i can't weep
Hush little baby don't you cry, I'm going to paint you a lullaby.
Deceive their shallow eyes with your mutilated lies.
Here it goes, Story of your life.
The silence of your glass heart is more overrated then your twisted little smile.
Oh you know they see right through you.
Framed in gasoline, that dirty little secret caught fire on tape.
The truth you have to live with, the one about the rape.
They did it for the fame.
You did it for the glamour.
You're just like all the other Barbie dolls on morphine.
They hate a cheat but love a tease
so spin round once more, oh would you please
How high can you get before you lose control, and those lovely little plastic tears
start falling from your frozen bloodshot eyes.
I hope you suffocate in all the glitter that hides your pain
Theses silly sweet little indiscretions leave you drowning in lithium, drenched in fear, floating below the surface where light flows through your scars which were once painted black
Silly little whores never learn.
Pull one thread and their clothes all unravel
Their addiction's quite contagious
They yearn to be free of the life and the drugs and the sodomy.
Wrapped in a blanket so self loathing pity
Being so gorgeous really isn't pretty
Author notes
Choppy and raw, less poetic flow, more in your face
Not everything is supposed to be beautiful
Please tell me what you think
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Truly wonderful write. =] It was well written and Very nice rhyming as well. It flowed nicely. Thank you for the entry and good luck.
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i like this a lot, it is really amazing....
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wow! i love this...its amazing and beautiful...♥
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Unmatched!
I really am blown away by the creativity of this piece! Courtney Love would go emo if she read it. I love what it sgtands for and the message and thr flow and the imagery. What else can I possibly say?
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How high can you get before you lose control, and those lovely little plastic tears
start falling from your frozen bloodshot eyes, drenched in fear
^ whoa, love those lines. You deserved that trophy you got! Love it to death. Good luck with your writing in the future! ♥ Erin -
i really like these four lines
They hate a cheat but love a tease
so spin round once more, oh would you please
Wrapped in a blanket so self loathing pity
Being so gorgeous really isn't pretty
i like this poem a lot its really good there were a few areas where the flow seemed to stop but it wasnt that big of a deal... great job and good luck
chrissy
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