oh what lovely dress you have
velvet and satin and fine black lace
a victorian lady in the light of day
raven dark hair and a porcelain face
but woe the day you break that mould
with dark black smudges under your eyes
a pale white face and scarlet lips
you’ve gotto be one of the devil’s spies
mirror mirror on the wall
who’s reflection is that I see
the poison-girl-drama-queen in their eyes
or the failure known as lil’ old me?
© 13.07.2009
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