Written in January 2012. Decided to publish it.
hair perfect
fumigated in perfume
High heels
stumbling along in sexy perfection
Not a part of this world I watch their games,
horrified, fascinated
Painted faces with fake masks and synthetic expressions
The ugliest of the ugly on these nights
They joke away their conquests as though it does not paralyze them
as it would numb my soul
Smile and laugh it off girl
but when you say love, like,
I'd say lust, no, empty dreams and idle desperation borne from
boredom
Poetry by SecretWords
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Written on 2012-09-01 at 09:53
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Saturday
Dressed uphair perfect
fumigated in perfume
High heels
stumbling along in sexy perfection
Not a part of this world I watch their games,
horrified, fascinated
Painted faces with fake masks and synthetic expressions
The ugliest of the ugly on these nights
They joke away their conquests as though it does not paralyze them
as it would numb my soul
Smile and laugh it off girl
but when you say love, like,
I'd say lust, no, empty dreams and idle desperation borne from
boredom
Poetry by SecretWords
Read 540 times
Written on 2012-09-01 at 09:53
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