Maybelline Eyes, by Kadka Jaeks |
Maybelline Eyes, by Kadka Jaeks |
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This is about the emptiness in today's pursuit for beauty. It's about any girl who sees the latest Cover Girl eye shadow, and feels that her eyes can't be beautiful without it. It's lonely when you are forlorn, with only your face to compensate for the emptiness you feel.
Maybelline Eyes by Kadka Jaeks Maybelline eyes, and Cover Girl lips; Sweet insecticide heart, and wounded finger tips. Oh, Bon-bon Surprise, won't you have a drink? Your nails are painted blue with a cheap promise ring. You call it like you see it, I'm sure you don't see much. You're just a sad Pretty girl who doesn't get touched. They take you all over; they can't see your heart, And you hide it so well when your world falls apart. Max Factor skin, oh, won't you come in? It's getting cold out there. Dear, do you cry, and, Dear, do you die? Your blood is everywhere. Posies can cut just as deep as a knife. Searching, and loosing can ruin your life. So Maybelline spies, and Cover Girl mutts - Paint your toenails, and bathe in pink suds. Girls, hide your cuts. I did NOT write this poem I found it and thought it was really good. |
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Hmm... I like the first eight lines. A lot.
But then it starts getting into cutting and blood and blah blah, which is such a cliche and angsty theme that occurs way too often in teen poetry. Seems a bit too much like "sympathy poetry bordering on wannabe-deep." |
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QUOTE(maia_dc @ Jul 14 2005, 10:21 PM) Hmm... I like the first eight lines. A lot. But then it starts getting into cutting and blood and blah blah, which is such a cliche and angsty theme that occurs way too often in teen poetry. Seems a bit too much like "sympathy poetry bordering on wannabe-deep." ^ I agree, as I read the first eight lines I was really impressed with whoever wrote it. Not only was the topic great but the poem itself was also really good. But after that it was... eh. |
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