Smear

by undying blusher   Jul 20, 2005


Standing in front of her enemy
Facing her reflection
Caused the tears now flowing
Every time she tried to sustain herself
Drops kept sliding
Mascara continued to smear
She starts to blot the ruin, but it only worsens
So she rubs hard and tries desperately to make it go away
Alas, a tissue has no magic power; a tissue cannot erase
Once the makeup is washed away
Her features remain on her pale, pink face
She cannot be erased
She is not erasable,
As she wishes
That is one dream that will never come true
Nor will the others that linger
Apparently she’s not worth even the slightest miracle God could
give her

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  • 20 years ago

    by Josiah Larson

    yes this was a very interesting poem and I liked it this is a great peice of work!

    -Josiah

  • 20 years ago

    by Jamie

    This poem is very moving and I feel as if i can relate greatly to what your saying. Keep writin 5/5

    *~JAMIE~*

  • 20 years ago

    by Kane Burden

    Great poem! Left me pondering for a while, and left a great image in my mind, of trying to fit in, but cant fit in like another brick in the wall... Im relating to; "Once the makeup is washed away
    Her features remain on her pale, pink face
    She cannot be erased
    She is not erasable,
    As she wishes".... Not sure if that was what you meant by the poem, but anyhow, i thought it was excellent. Kind regards from Kane

  • 20 years ago

    by Chris

    interesting.... really. don't really know what to say but it's different from what i'm used to reading but it was good.

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