Bitter Reality
Avoids reflections
Mirror no longer an ally
She watches her youth pass by
Her outlook is bleak
Wants to hold on forever
Blinded by a fantasy
Endless youth she craves
She plays the addicting game
Of needles and lifts and tucks
Grasping at nothing
Chasing the impossible
Inevitable defeat
Copyright © Natalie The Rogue Rhymer | Year Posted 2011
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