make my fingers dance a littleA Poem by Christinethey all bore me their inept fumbling just to get through the days they get manicures when no one holds their hands; wear your ugly thoughts around your neck when no one kisses it adorn your face with flesh colored plaster and mascara wear a wife beater while beating your husband (don't laugh at the irony) whiten your teeth but don't you dare smile; waste my time. i'm just looking for someone to make my fingers dance on the keyboard at the end of the day we all wasted trying to be beautiful © 2015 Christine |
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