Posted by glittergirl on March 26, 1999 at 19:38:17:
She was decorated
in second hand beads
and bright blue platforms
that didn't quite fit.
And you gave her
money to tell you
what you wanted
to hear.
That gypsy wannabe
fortune teller
fortune seller
giving out stories
like they were cups of tea.
You saw her each
Friday,
payday of course,
giving up your palm
like she was
saving your soul.
Empty handed
burned and branded,
another victim of personal
stupidity.
She was all that,
A first class act.
A second rate healer
for broken hearted Romeo's.
But she was never
enough
gypsy
to predict it
was her you loved.
She was decorated
in second hand beads........
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