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, CAAbouti need a moment with the moon no distractions or uneven tunes just silence and the silver light spilling open my moods i need a minute with the night soft caresses of cold wind in the air envelo.. more..Writing
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