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They said you were like a fish-
spending your life in the depths only to resurface in a world you couldn't breathe in.

And I always thought
you were a wonderful prelude
to a damning life.

Now cover girl, you don't cover up anything.
Your makeup does not hide your flaws as you walk to the ocean and drown yourself.
The beach is your last runway, the lightening your last flash.

You yelled          "Call this one 'Hollywood'"       over your shoulder.

[He told me you do not know how to swim.]

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"He's so handsome."
Yeah. He can't keep his hands off other girls and then some.

The boy took away the air you couldn't afford to lose.
He stomped on your lungs when you overheard him-

"She is the balloons that touch the ceiling at a birthday party.
After a few days you will want to throw her away."

Your smile crashed in the same way that the waves do.
You pulled yourself back and felt your heart sink.

Tonight you do a breathy version of "Itsy Bitsy Spider"
where the sun doesn't come out.
"la lalove washed ME out"

You put your hand up to my ear
in the way little kids tell secrets
and whisper
"...the world itself is a bad dream."
[That was the last thing you told me.]

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The ocean blue swallows you and the splashing stops.
[Tonight that boy turned famous.]

He grabbed your hand to lift you out of the water for a moment and said
"Angel, I won't wake you up so that you have more time to have nightmares."
Your fingers slipped out of his grip and you coughed and sputtered until you started floating.

I pull you out of the water the same way you used to pull the whole world in.

Your name was Vogue
and you did not smile in your pictures.
story: [you might want to read this description AFTER reading the actual poem]
a famous model falls in love with a boy and overhears him talking about her. no good. he's using her so that he can get press coverage and be well-known. [which he eventually gets because he's the cause of the magazine covergirl's suicide.] she feels trapped in the shallow world that has become her life. [in this, i'm her best/only friend.]


this is the first poem i've written in months that's actually my style.

which means it jumps around.
alot.

ohwell,
:)
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:iconwyld-flower:
wyld-flower Apr 15, 2008  Professional Traditional Artist
brilliant!!! :)
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:iconledbypassion:
ledbypassion Nov 9, 2007  Hobbyist Writer
"Tonight you do a breathy version of "Itsy Bitsy Spider"
where the sun doesn't come out.
"la lalove washed ME out""

okay, stop being amazing.
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:iconblacktutu:
Beautiful, I love how you use metaphors in your writing, you write with a rare quality that can draw a casual browser in and want to know more.
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:iconyournotagoodbye:
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:heart:

thank you very very much.
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:iconwritten-wings:
amazing. love how this is styled story form. i'll definately read more of yours.
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:iconkatiesfriend:
Wow. This is wonderful.
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:iconyournotagoodbye:
thank you so much for the watch and the fav !

:)
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:iconkatiesfriend:
Your writting are really good, you deserve the fave/ watch. That piece is gorgious.
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