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Sunday, June 25, 2006

Unprepared

A teenage Girl stands alone-
In a bathroom
Puts on her make-up
Reluctantly
As if by doing so,
It’ll make her face
Something
Something that she fears
The reality sets in
As she stares blankly
Dropping
Her eyeliner
On the cold marble sink.
The room is lit,
But she sees only darkly
Unaware of her surroundings
After a year
She will see her friend
There will be no smile of welcome
She will lie cold
And still
On a white silk lined casket
This clouds her eyes as tears form
She presses her lids together
She starts shaking as she weakly
Collapses
Towards the floor
Tears escape
She hugs her legs
She can’t control herself
But she tightens her muscles to try
Later on she stands up
Looks at herself in the mirror
Cringes at her wet eyelashes
That sticks to her cheeks,
She’s reminded of her breakdown
And suddenly
With an embarrassed smirk
She wipes her eyes with a sniffle
And reapplies her eyeliner
Liz Wiseman
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