FakeA Poem by Kelsey B.It's hard not to stare at her porcelain lips and artificial hips. Never having to distress, always wearing a party dress. Her world is so perfect, but oh look, there's a defect. Her fun is starting to ache since they know she's a fake. © 2008 Kelsey B. |
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Added on December 3, 2008 Author |