you tell me im a beauty but when i look in the mirror all i see is a fucked up rag doll.A Poem by brianna vegashe stares in the mirror her brown hair gliitering curls and wavy tangles dark eyes aged with life hidden by massscara and vibrant lids clear tears slipping down both cheeks she clings to the sink hoping she wont fall down its drain or slip to the floor lord knows shes layed there a few too many times before she slips finger tips across her face dragging them across her lips she cant trace all her emotional scars and she cant let em out cuz then you might just run away.
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3 Reviews Added on April 13, 2008 Authorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAboutThings have changed like the singing of rain Once soft Now pouring Soaking Softening Changing more.. |

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