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My Narcissistic friend
she blushes her cheeks
with soft pink rouge
lips sheens glittery
eyes khol black
a couple hours before the mirror
painting face brushing hair
perfume permeates as if of Babylon
sitting by the river watching her face
the songs from the radio
makes her cry
she thinks its all about her
but no baby it isn't
the wailing heartbreak song
is for another not you
the poems written in tears
yearns for another
she walks in clouds
silver lined and star sprinkled
smiling brightly at everyone
she thinks everyone's looking
no one cares
you belong to yesterday.
*this poem was entered in a competition here. thank you for reading *
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