Heaven is for Me

March 9, 2012
By , Naugatuck, CT
Heaven is for the young and pretty,
The tall and slender,
The dolls with smiles permanently etched on their faces
They are never without their Cupid,
Nor do they neglect to let you know your modest peculiarity
Your fate rest in their manicured palms
Their eyes reflect the pining stares of a multitude
To have had that attention showered upon me
Would have wiped the starvation from my face
Tell me how I came to think
That heaven was for me.

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