Revlon Poems - Poems about Revlon

...Oh you know the type— the orchid woman a cosmopolitan who cosmo sips between snips of gist her charisma a starship —collides with your star-full eyes supernova for Casanova her pouty lips kn......

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...There was a time when the taps used to shine, and the porcelain basin with pomp and pride, A font where the essential waters of life ran freely, now blocked by the remnants of last week’s make-up,......

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...It was a sizzling summer of electric blues and vibrant hues in a garden full of flowers inked in plushy spanking reds a wall of buttress wood splashed with vines of green a purple morning glor......

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...DRY MASCARA Nobody sees through the shadow and the color of my eyes The times I've cried are the only time you notice the trace down my face This time, The sorrow at heart is deeper than anyt......

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...And yet Early to me is 11 AM With my hair a mess and not yet dressed My wrinkles are my prime concern Now all I see is Jeopardy On my 54” TV Old they say Getting grayer each day But Revlon sa......

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...Ever since Mr. Dutile asked us to sandwich our desks together, I haven't been able to sleep or eat. My mom made her famous crisp lasagna the other night but I didn't eat a bite. I went to my r......

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...There’s unbearable beauty in crimson… There are many crimson colored things in this world. How about blades of leaflets during Autumn or the beauty of a McIntosh apple? The most unbear......

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...partial regression of the thin vertabrae, slumping in a vampire support group. cheap folding chairs reapolstered in victorian velvet. styrofoam cups held in a languid grasp stain......

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...Beneath a misty veil of ‘Euphoria’ by Calvin Klein, she dares to dream of acceptance in a world of wanna-be Literary Giants who are members of an elite writer’s group, as she drives along a winding r......

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...Bring two poems is what he said. She chose a Personification, ‘Violin’, (the proud recipient of an International Poetry contest award), and a narrative, ‘The Rise and fall of an Empire.’ *** ......

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...Again the alarm is set. Strawberries, date squares…Yum, Yum. The alarm rings again. The tea party is over. She returns to her perch where her wings are immediately clipped by the Bald Ea......

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...in the back of the bus they sit akwardly across from each other. the smell of pabst and pall mall cigerettes magnetically repells against strawberry revlon lipgloss and hairspary. he is trying n......

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...in the back of the bus they sit akwardly across from each other. the smell of pabst and pall mall cigerettes magnetically repells against strawberry revlon lipgloss and hairspary. he is trying n......

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