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Blight Of The Blemish
"God has given you one face,
and you make yourselves another"
William Shakespeare
Cosmetic
Prosthetic
What's the point in rectifying this art of
Plastic rejuvination and age retaliation
Hollow skin shouldn't bear shame in this game of
"Whose the ripe old rotten egg?"
So why do you persist
In this lame charade?
What are you trying to calibrate?
Live with but the last of your feathers
And you continue to preen
Misleading eyes scan you with
Surveillance with scrutiny
Your thoughts of forever
They're living in the never
I hear those needles screaming
Spitting and wailing
"Vanity! Vanity! Vanity!"
Inside the blight will creep
Unlike before now it will seep
Through the restrictions
Of your aging skin
It's all bleeding through
Seeping through
Jaded beauty
Sifted out by ones still so pretty
Flush out the old
And in with the new
No use for that old plunger
You've already been
Sucked well right under
Save your sacred manicure
It yours to try and endure
Replace the scarlet tissue
To remain in the next
Starlet issue
Inside the blight will creep
Unlike before now it will seep
Through the restrictions
Of your aging skin
It's all bleeding through
Seeping through
Counterfeit, counterfeit does your nose fit?
Pluck out the feathers with
Needles and knives
Needles and knives
Last edited by RunAmokRampant; 02-04-2005 at 07:13 PM.
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