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I see you
Striking a bold pose
Yet a blank expression
Thinking God only knows
Like a cut-out from a fashion
magazine
Beauty in two dimensions
Depth has been sacrificed to
Colored pencil color schemes
Or a mannequin in a store front window
Separate from the world outside and
Forced to watch the changing world while
Never seeing anything
Take my hand, invite me in
Lead me past your entourage
Green room calm, tension thick
Sober me to your mirage
Vacant smile, empty words
Show me just what I had feared
Shallow eyes, flat expression
Turn sideways and you disappear
Like a cut-out from a fashion
magazine
Beauty in two dimensions
Depth has been sacrificed to
Colored pencil color schemes
Or a mannequin in a store front window
Separate from the world outside and
Forced to watch the changing world while
Never seeing anything
Even Mona Lisa
Hanging on a wall
Follows you with her eyes
Your curves fail to move me
Your colors all fall black
You're superficial pretension's best disguise
So go back to your page
Back to where you come from
To your thick spined volumes
And your thin skinned problems
Like a cut-out from a fashion
magazine
Beauty in two dimensions
Depth has been sacrificed to
Colored pencil color schemes
Or a mannequin in a store front window
Separate from the world outside and
Forced to watch the changing world while
Never seeing anything
Even Mona Lisa
Hanging on a wall
Follows you with her eyes
Your curves fail to move me
Your colors all fall black
You're superficial pretension's best disguise
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