fakeA Poem by Annabelle Lee
its six in the morning
i thought i would wake up give me time to curl my hair and appply some make up to cover the scars from acne and wounds that have come upon my face a few years too soon that one's from a doorjam that one's from a zit huh, i dunno where that's from i can't remember getting it do some laundry walk a dog i didnt know two hours could take so long i have more time now to stare at myself and think of the flaws there's not much else a walking, talking imperfection just one very large mistake i dont see how i could be so real but on the outer layer appear so fake
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1 Review Added on October 24, 2012 Last Updated on October 24, 2012 Tags: self consciousness, high school AuthorAnnabelle LeeMiddle of NowhereAboutHello everyone I am Annabelle Lee. I am FINALLY, after June 12, the ripe old age of fifteen. I'm a poet. I want to write novels, as well, but those do not belong on this site in hopes that someday .. more..Writing
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