My StyleA Poem by Perfect MistakeBipolar is my new clothing brand apparently.
Top of the line and none less.
With these sparkly earrings of sarcasm. Shoes of heartlessness. These strips of pain that hold me down are like hip new
suspenders.
Pants of revenge and redemption wrap tightly on me.
I walk around with these scars and cigarette burns on my
arms like they were the new Gucci purse.
I rock this look so well; I might as well be the model for
the imperfect.
I walk as if nobody exists, but hey what’s new? © 2013 Perfect MistakeAuthor's Note
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Added on January 30, 2013Last Updated on January 30, 2013 AuthorPerfect MistakeDenver, COAbout*insert cliche about me that tells why im soooo unique from everyone else* more..Writing
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