We All Fall Down

March 3, 2009
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We All Fall Down

Second skin of lies,
Fitted smoothly and perfectly,
A mask for gain,
Shackled to a chain,
A mask to pain,
Unable to refrain.
Stuck fast,
Just like everyone else.

Little girl grows bigger as she
Shows a little skin
Let it get some air,
It's not like anyone will notice.
What a tease.
She was daddy's little girl.

Ashes, ashes, we all fall down,
Black haired boy takes the leaves that
Cost him 60 bucks of
His hard earned allowance
But it was worth it,
And it always will be.

Girl buys expensive jeans,
Fashion fad extravaganza,
That are immediately
Stained by her following
Of the crowd's fondness for spaghetti
And the purchasing of $300 pants.

Boy looks at pills in hand,
Looks at the many 'ceps of his teammate,
Eyes widen, imagining, as he
Swallows the lump in his throat.
Then swallows the pill.
Tastes like lies and muscle mass.

Out of focus like an old camera,
Creativity is stamped out,
Like a joint left smoking.
A chick eloping,
A kid left toking,
A girl left moping,
A boy left joking,
Just like everyone else.

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