Read my (very) short poem please? "Glitter Turns to Dust"?

That picture on the wall
Is mocking me.
Our faces are made up and we're
Smiling.
The Smiles aren't fake;
They're Glittering.
(Oh what a shame it is).

2012-04-17T15:33:11Z

Could you tell me what you thought about it or what it made you think of?

Anonymous2012-04-17T15:52:59Z

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[Ghostly floss]

Destiny is an evenness of attention
a cause of synchronized emotions
to travel routes of eternal blossoms
to accompany my soul's extension.

On solar tide in my ocean travels
red roses blossom in surmised garden
with her glance Atropos unravels
solitude rules in my carried burden.

Ghostly floss, a relentless rain cried,
smiling symmetry, worlds of grievance
Ghostly floss, where monodies abide
on my icons of persecution distance.

Copyright G. V. 2011

Kaka Dodo2012-04-17T21:54:55Z

Okay ummm whats the question you looking to get a answer too