Beauty Queen
All hail the Beauty Queen
Miss Aphrodite herself
With honey suckle hair and red rose lips
Just pose for one more pic
Watch the followers, watch the views
Watch the calories you must refuse
Laugh and wave; look pretty for the post
No one knows your china plate heart is cracked the most
No one knows those 2AM thoughts- the dragon of pain that can’t stay still
Puffy cheeks and bruised eyes don’t matter when you know how to hide
Rose thorn scratches on both her thighs
Honeysuckle tears from red rose eyes
Baby girl of sea foam- why can’t you smile anymore?
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