Cheerleader.

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Yada Yada: STEREOTYPES.

I wonder if the cheerleader feels it. When the music stops and everyone goes home? When the day is gone and she doesn’t have anyone to entertain herself with? When she removes her makeup, taking off her brave face for the day, do the demons she keeps buried start playing with her when there’s no one else to play with?

I guess not. Narcissists don’t have insecurities, right?

Must be nice.

Toodles!
~A♥~

ShadeOfGold

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ShadesOfGold

Anything goes when everyone knows

Where do you hide when their highs are your lows?

So much, so hard, so long, so tired,

Let them eat until you’re ground into nothing.

I can’t make her stay,

And I can’t watch her go.

I’ll keep her hellfire heart,

And bookmark it ‘fore it goes cold.

This shade of gold,

It’s a bright light hiding it all.

An exterior to break,

A softness to explore.

Before it goes cold.

This shade of gold.

Toodles!
~A♥~