Tell Me I'm Beautiful

November 14, 2007
By Michelle Lin, Torrance, CA

A flutter of a stardust-ed eyelash
A swing of the hips once more
(pucker your lips, blow a kiss)
Dance, dance, Honey
Beauty is a dream
She’s sold her soul to the devil
Signing the contract with an XOXO
(scrawled in her red lipstick)
Dance, dance, Honey
Love is a myth
Green leaves of poison peer
Over the waistline of her jeans
(tell me I’m beautiful)
Dance, dance, Honey
This is your death song
It’s nice to feel wanted
So dance on

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