Tuesday, 25 November 2008

HEROIN CHIC.

So sophistimicated
and constantly rated.
Emaciated
in fine gown sheets,
covering up bones
that hide underneath.
Lay down the pall velvet
and the warmth of the wreath,
shiny plastic beauty
is shrouded in grief.
Behind white lines
is a lack of belief,
behind flashing lights
are dirty sheets.
So ladies and gentlemen
please take ur seats
for the cat walk queen
sold souls
from their head
to their feet.



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