Beauty
Starlight, star bright;
first star I see tonight,
I wish I may, I wish I might,
bestow the reality to this life.
An innocent child, a broken heart,
you name the drama, she’s played the part.
Ruthless fiends leave her godless,
like her make up leaves her flawless.
Cherry kissed lips form a pout,
lipstick distorts her mouth.
Mascara seems as a necessity,
because beauty is only skin deep.
Copyright © Danielle Crystaloski | Year Posted 2005
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