Beneath the glamour

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She stands out in the crowd
At her, are all eyes based.
She possesses carriage of a queen,
she is an epitome of beauty.
Her prestige is deeply craved
and her feet are gracefully worshipped.
In her prescence there is silence
and her departure,
followed by gazes.
Who can compare
this glorious appear.
But no one can define
her true despair.
Under her grace
sitss disgrace,
a burden too heavy
a truth too scary
a fact too ugly
An unbelievable history
The true story
of her delirious mistery





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teenWiz said...
Oct. 25, 2008 at 9:29 pm
your poem is simply divine
 
djkaj said...
Oct. 6, 2008 at 12:55 pm
nice!!!!!!!! i LOVE ur poem!!
 
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