Tears well up, threatening to o'erspill these blackened lashes.
Blackened; That's what society calls fashion.
Little girls playing in mother's make-up.
Wind, whispering through bright, green-leaved trees.
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What a hypocritical and materialistic world we are cast to. Interesting poem Eliza. Keep writing.........
Very thought provoking. I like it. Your life counts, everything you do adds to the world so make sure what you do is true or you'll end up living a wasted life! Make your life count! Stay true and don't let fashion bite at you.