~ Miss Broken Beauty ~
Such a pretty face you have,
my darling Dear,
such a polite young lady,
so sweet and sencere.
You are never without a smile,
eyes always alight,
yet I swear I hear muffled cries,
in the middle of the night.
But in the morn you enter the room confidently,
wandering out into the world,
your dress without a wrinkle,
on your toes you smik and twirl.
Always with your lips and cheeks painted a blushing red,
long eyelashes curled,
but once alone it all comes off,
to reveal the broken girl.
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The Ramblings of a Inconsequential Girl (My Poetry Collection)
PoetryThe Ramblings of a Inconsequential Girl mostly consists of my poetry. But there are a few other essay/journal styled poems/letters within as well. I hope you enjoy :)