Her Reality

by Mia   Jun 10, 2008


Freshly painted nails,
make up smoothered on,
beauty easily seen as the sun is shining down,
A smile here and there,
nobody seems to notice,
no-one can even tell,
her soul is gone
her heart is broken,
memories fill her mind,
the times they shared,
the times he seemed to care,
as her tears fall like acid rain,
leaving smuggies in her make up,
her nails are chipped and torn,
her broken heart easily seen,
harder to cover up now,
no more hiding,
no more pretending,
no more fanasty,
now its her reailty,
Her nightmare.

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  • 15 years ago

    by cory

    Excellent flow and masterfully written!!5/5= )