she shimmers like a mirror
in the heat of the moment
a mirage
to be sure
right on cue
cerulean
beauty is a whore
slender and vain
shooting roses, snow white,
peeling bells,
she said,
"it just didnt feel right"
she walked in the locked door
didnt have a key.
i didnt mind
with no makeup
she looked
like me
Please tell me what you think
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very good.
you have talent keep it up.
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