be a whore for the show baby.
pucker your glossy lips,
hike your skirt up a little more,
lean over for a titty shot.
we know who you want to be.
you want to be just like her.
she hates everything she is,
you love everything she hates.
as she tries to pull herself together,
you mold into everything she loathed,
longing for a second glace.
what you dont know:
she saw your special flame,
that was her inspiration to live each day.
longing to hold you in her arms,
she loved you.
her fears of love are greater than death.
too afraid to lose you,
petrified to hurt your innocent soul,
she decided to go the more painfull path...
you were her bestfriend.
so just hike your skirt up a little more,
pucker your glossy lips.
make all the mistakes she made long ago.
be a whore for the show baby.
lean over for another titty shot.
Author notes
eh. not sure about this peice. it may suck, but i desperately had to write something on this subject...
A contest entry
- Hit me with EVERYTHING. PW OK! by z etoile.
375 points, ended March 28, 2008, 56 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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You did not win a thing with this???? Who the hell was the judge?!!!! You should have won something. THIS IS BLOODY BRILLIANT! Thanks so much for posting ithere! Definatly one of my fave pieces! Best wishes!!!!
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to me the first three stanzas make the poem, are the poem, the rest is almost a lecture, dislocated from the first observation. sorry. but i did like the first three stanzas alot.
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I really like this piece actually, it is very powerful and in a way, people can relate. So many people see the glamour in awful situations. they dont see it for what it really is. Very Dirty Pretty actually. Nice write
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Interesting piece;
hmm never been in a show bar considering I am female;
but the point of the piece was interesting.
Comparing two people of different lives this was interesting and the point of view opened my eyes a little great job thank you for entering the contest!
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