The shallow masquerade (crossroads)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
falling for her own facade, the shallow masquerade. She realises too late that she has sacrificed more than her sanity for the sake of denial.

Submitted: November 07, 2011

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The blood-rusted razor blade
of femminine delusion,
carving out upon baby skin
a convincing illustration
of 'meant to be'
She finds herself consumed
by pretty pictures
bleeding from the scar tatoos,
can't live in a world
where her skin lies exposed
She hides,
embedding herself deeper
into the comfort of ink and blood
until she can no longer
find the crossroad back to sanity
Now she needs out, out, out
Trapped,
woven within her designer corpse
scared to take the wrong path
she needs out.
 


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