Eye of the Beholder
By natb17
Trapped in a spiral of my own infamous blunders I gaze further into my distorted reflection and all that I've become. I see a girl: so blindly driven by a world of cosmetics, nail polish and boys.. so naive, in the way that a single smile, in my presence, justifies my perfection.. so curious as my expression finds a rebirth over and over again.. and yet, captured, in the bliss of beauty so profound.. I'm winding through your mind with my introspective words and these eyes, so piercing, deliver unto you a sense of reverence... I have intrigued you now and you are mine. Written March 19th, 2002 © on Mar 18 2002 11:23 PM PST 0 • 9
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