plastic fantastic
raised to match
barbie doll expectations
impossible waist lines

poor little girls
each unique personalities
now she never knew
who she was
another body beautiful

with make up looks
to burn being everything
she is posed to be

except talent incarnate
sold for an image
another piece of pie

untasted uneaten spoiling
until emptiness swallows
her soul sucked mirror images


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Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

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