The poster of the girl was ruined.
The girl in the poster was ruined.
Ruined was the poster of the girl.
The paper image of her was destroyed.
Is graffiti, in this context, art?
Destruction rained down on her obsolete rectangular prison.
The picture depicting the woman was graffitied beyond recognition.
Could life go on, once her, in all her advertising glory, was dismissed?
It is you, who let this girl be victim to the angered youths of our time!
The young lady portrayed in the advertisement was ravished at the hands of another.
Society had let this innocent girl be forgotten and let to waste as the acrylic crumples.
The walls which her tired and derelict form cling to, lay waste to the illegal splashing of offending colours and words.
The words of another time inked across her face as the weathered colours of her plastic wrap frame faded and peeled from of the wall which they were plastered.
