I put on my red red lipstick
I wear my happy happy smiles
Would you know?
My tears aren't far behind.
Blissful and sedated
I am
Drenched in opiate
I am
Envy me
I lived before I died
Pity me
I died before I died
Fie..
An artist's life
Reaching the brim
Fie..
This mad pursuit
Fie..
This fame
This glory
Living in the limelight
All rosy
All bright
What happy
What sad
I died before my time
Living men
Like deadmen walking
Are..
all dead inside
Nah..
I'm not sorry
(But.. her red red lipstick begs to differ.)
Showing posts with label misery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label misery. Show all posts
Monday, May 23, 2016
If Marilyn's Lipstick Could Talk
Labels:
afraid,
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blessing,
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charades,
circumstances,
cloud,
dreams,
dreams come true,
fear,
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pain,
pang,
plight,
poetry,
self-engrossed
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Beauty in Misery
Find beauty in each misery. This is your task every morning. Never let circumstances bring you down. Never let cruel stances kill your spirits. It is not easy, but it is possible.
-Thanyarat Komolsingsakul
-Thanyarat Komolsingsakul
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