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BeRated
I wanna be your most prized possession-
Your very own china doll collection
Ebony raven hair and ivory- pearl porcelain complexion.
But my wanderlust eyes are now troubled as ever!
Gold and silver line my heart
I thought I could wear it upon my sleeve forever.
Instead you chased me out of my dollhouse
Pawned me for some 1908 vintage rhinestone earrings:
Of nesting swans, dangling.
My new residence-Richardson’s Lane
Curtains closed, doors locked pretty lights above me
Rays of spectrum perform a spectacle of chasing starbursts I only see.
Trapped in this curio,
Situated in the middle row,
I guess second best is all I’ll ever know.
Ballerinas pirouette en pointe
Fur Elise resonates from the Russian music box
Making it hard for me to sleep.
Life spins uncontrollably;
I fall deep.
Topaz stone-embellished egg encapsulated in Swarovski crystals
The face inside reports 9:11.
But truth be told, I lost track of time.
I miss the life of dolce vita:
When every breath of life could not have been sweeta!
Call it first class, royal bourgeoisie
Allowed me to accompany you for tea.
Marveled at effervescent bubbles floating in champagne,
Adorned me with bows,
You held me in vain.
I was your glory and pride.
Midnight strolls in the neighborhood park were by your side.
You rewarded me with truffle, kisses, crème brulee
I was only for your display.
Velvet hems stitched onto floral pressed calico dresses
Perfection, they say
Strings unattached to messes.
You loved me for my rosy cheeks,
The way I batted my lashes.
Sorry I couldn’t win you first prize at the local fair
A blue ribbon we never got to share.
Sorry I only brought you shame,
Sorry I only brought you disappointment.
My showtime’s over,
Our deal is done.
I tried, I really did.
I may be 16, but I’m still a kid.
You pushed my away, with a shove,
When All I really wanted was your Love.
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