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Originally Posted by Shrug
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"The absence of flaw in beauty is itself a flaw. "
Havelock Ellis
Surgical Procedures
I knew this girl named Christine smith, this one unbelievable ingenious chick
She set her goals up on the highest peak, but I hear she took the scenic trip
Cause her parents conceived that she apparently couldn’t be shit
She was wonderful but couldn’t see this, when grief hit she became bulimic
I know nothing of the girl now, and if I heard how it turned out
I probably wouldn’t believe it
Sadly, her daddy got a job in Cali,
As he packed his bags gladly
She stuffed her flustered weeps and mustered heaps
of strength as she prepared reluctantly
for these tough few weeks.
The move went smoothly to Malibu Beach.
Christine spent a few weeks and grew to see
its not what it used to be. The view, heat,
and having few to preach as to who
at school she had to meet
She naturally glistened in this new world of women and sin
Trying to fit in within this prison of vixens
She maintained optimism from her pops inhibitions
Until she lost her vision and started givin’ in
"The less their ability, the more their conceit."
Ahad HaAm
Christine noticed that the friends she wished to be closest
Were wearing these clothes that showed tits,
booty and hips. But these hocus pocus show tricks,
The gluteus and moody trips, truly tricked her focus, of who she is.
But the truth is she was more tantalizing and beauteous
but through over fantasizing and closer analyzing
of other specimens of special trends,
She made vestal amends to feel more like her “celestial” friends
“No thesaurus can explain how they’re gorgeous!
A bunch of true beauty queens, no flaw to be seen
And here I stand, a more or less bland stupid teen
in this moral less quarreled mess of useless dreams”
“Look at her curved hips, she’s perfect. I wish I had her pure gift,
but I don’t deserve it cause to dad, I only belong in the circus,
but some day every dream you have needs to be refurbished.”
Out of nervousness of not being accepted by those chosen few
Who roamed and ruled, Christine bought new clothes and •••els
so she could show and prove that she too could glow at school.
As her attitude grew toward this tattered crew
I wish that she knew
That I was sad for you And what you had to do.
To be a part of that popular pack of knackered youth
This pack of zombies wearing abercrombie
(Using the money their dads blow fondly cause they have to “show bonding)
still gave her the head to toe, gawked to get up and go
Never to know, whether or not she’s clever or bold
And it severs my soul to see why her weather is cold
However now her endevoure to better herself
has severed the tether that held her to self
Addicted to cosmetics now that her dad has bills at home
She resorts to prosthetic silicone cause he can afford to accord this little clone
Now a lost pathetic drone, post surgery it hurts to see the worth she needs.
To be part of the multitude of pulchritude in this cult of few
Only if she cracked open the vault of truth and saw that the treasure
cant be measured by the faults of you.
I guess the life you play is the price to pay
If you bite the way kids exercise rights today
Human beings, by changing the inner attitudes of their minds, can change the outer aspects of their lives.
William James