Paper Doll
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modelling....no....thank you. I want a writer....a deeper soul. not just sit and look pretty. but be beautiful...*sigh* cant explain....sorry.
Paper Doll
Pasting the lids of a lustful woman shut So the world can gape at her most sacred posession. He joins the world of material thoughts. A mundane massacre of a complex alien. She scrapes at the flat stomaches and large chests. Her definition of beauty will be flattened. Spread over glossy pages and colourful screens For the world to see. His risque shadow will follow every other girl. Fitting their mold and molding their fit. This disipline body of a wishful man Bending, contorting for bright lights. Work it, work it. She's forced to partake in the ruthless beginnings. Behind the frame she watches her soul expose secrets Skeletons to anything that can flip a page. An alienated alien shifting his own gentle limbs and scaring hers. |
Submitted on 2006-06-19 18:14:29 Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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I think this is pretty great. i only read through it once so far and I dont quite understand all of it yet but I think I get some of it. So far, i think its pretty deep and completely truthful. I read it b/c it seemed like something I thought about but im not sure yet? but Im glad you wrote about it, thx| | Posted on 2006-06-20 00:00:00 | by 15yearsemotion | [ Reply to This ] | Just reflecting on your poetry, visualizing your kind of misery there once again, always feeling like your not good enough, on the physical side and therefore you are nothing in your mind, just living a lie or something, when thats not it at all..everytime I see this sort of | writing-explaining, I can always go through the cycles of sadness here and there for what your feeling, but most of the time it just makes me feel so lucky to have you in my life..if you can ever understand that, basically cause so much of that is just words, cause trully brilliant things and ideas are so much more than anything you can box, and put a tag on...that I just look around, and every female form I see, all these sick twisted souls, that I already noticed before, are even uglier and more wretched, just how their every opinion is wavered on money and goods...just what will push them further along, so they can participate in more extravagant hollow crafted [censored]...no one gets it, no one but you, you live so differently from all of these people, these rodent females...and I keep seeing that time and time again...as painful as it is to watch all that [censored], its good to see it and fall back and wonder how entirely lucky I truly am..yep..:*) | Posted on 2006-07-03 00:00:00 | by Reckoner | [ Reply to This ] | |
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