7 November 2012
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To apply all that fake,
My heart; it does break.
Cherry red lips,
Cosmetic hips.
Pushed up bust.
Tight tops are a must.
Electric blue eyes,
But with all that fakery; they hide.
Artificial curls,
Makeup rules fakers worlds;
It doesn't matter the colour of your hair,
How you put it, that makes my mind scared.
Your geeky glasses could look cute,
If what you put on before doesn't make me need to puke.
Orange blusher up to your cheekbones,
All this made you need to ask the bank for loans.
Now your in debt because of your looks,
You should've stuck with studying and books,
Then maybe, yeah you would've been a nerd,
But you wouldn't have to look like a drag queen to be heard...
You Break Me With Your Fake • Opuss № I