Xerox Copy
Don't bring your b!@ch mode...
don't bring your fake...
leave your runway...
you're generic in every way...
don't scream at me...
go change your rag!!!
bring me fire...
bring me love...
bring me real...
not that cheap xerox
make up - made up
model stuff...
you can sit there on the shelf...
call me when you're real...
when you find your beautiful self...
only be you with me...
save that artificial crap...
for someone else...
Copyright © Eileen R. Kelly | Year Posted 2007
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