poetry critical

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Random Poem:

Smeared Make-Up
cuishanying

I want to tell her her mascara is running. That it is blackening the lower portion of her eye making her look like a fool trying to be emo. I want to let her know her eye shadow is uneven and her lips are cracked. But she is laughing and talking to the crowd so excitedly, I'm afraid my icy breath would shatter her like glass. No one else around me seems to notice this star's imperfections as they continue to stare, agree, and laugh. The myriad of loud conversations blur together to form a ring around me, as thick as maple syrup. No longer am I interested in capturing pieces of "did you hear how she" and "I can't believe that he." I am the ostracized. With nowhere except the bathroom to run to, I hide in the stalls as high heels tap and echo with pride past my door. The owners of these elegant shoes are surely standing before the mirror frantically reapplying their concealer to cover those pimples and scars. They are drawing on the face of their dreams, because inside we all still want to be princesses. But regardless of what they are painting on their faces, their feet, so delicately decorated with nail polish and toe rings, always remain ugly.
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