Freak Show Poster Girl
Well, I'm downto my basics,
but I have
my best face
on,
I am the next
contestant, and
the runner up.
well here it goes, ready for
my close up.
you have stripped me
layer by layer,
each round of this
competition. Each
layer, revealing more
information, showing
more scars.
Judging
a perfectly imperfect
on perfection. How
completely Moronic.
Fantastic assembly
could not have done
it better so sweetly.
Happy?
You pointed out every
flaw, Put them all in
My face, and at the
end, rated it me
one through ten.
I am no different,
Just more aware.
Good show.
But just so you
know, I quit
this three ring
circus. I will
never be
your freak show
poster girl.
Poetry by Luna Nightshade
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Written on 2017-01-11 at 19:45
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