Cynosure
With a parting of the crimson seas,
they aren't appeased with just a smile
That girl who walks the star-struck mile
will pay a price that goes unseen
They catch a glimpse and swallow whole.
Then nonchalantly steal her soul,
with no remorse or thought of deeds, ...
just goals to slice her thin, and spill her name,
upon red carpets dyed with greed.
Beneath stiletto stilts she comes.
They think it's fun behind the lie,
that masquerades to dazzle eyes.
Are lonely hearts so worth the prize
while clamored lust engulfs and drowns?
The flashbulbs light the milky way
while voices scream among the fray,
and peel the starlight's skin away.
There is a hole, deep in the dark,
as black as death without a spark
A friend to trust, or out to gain?
To rub a shoulder, hug the fame?
She's guided by an elbow's charm,
disarmed, by tabloids, drowns alone
They're hell-bent on the mystery
The secrets of her universe
A paper doll is thrown to wolves,
is just a soul who has rehearsed
to fade and die, alone........
alone.......with a million flashbulbs drugging her,
...then dragging her.....as she tumbles from the throne....
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For the Contest: Cynosure
Sponsor : Nayda Ivette Negron
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