Tuesday, April 14, 2009

it's ok to find out what you don't want to be.

they talk and advise 
she smiles but her crease is pursed
uncomfortable she zips
and ties up the laces
heels stick in every sidewalk crack
confused, she is wanted
joy is born into the heart of her unknowing peers
she's gone into a handbag
beside her lip gloss
a broken mirror

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