High Heels Poem by Sarah Sisson

High Heels



I'm not you're average doll.
Even when my hair is big
and my lips are buried
beneath a thick layer of red.
My eyes look large
and my skin has a store bought glow.
I'm still not as high as my heels are.

Copyright 01-31-2009 Sarah Sisson

Saturday, January 31, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: hair,lips
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