THE DEVASTATED DIVA
The devastated diva
Elegantly strolls through her space
Adorned in fierce fashion
Not a single hair out of place
You can’t see love’s war wounds
Or the hole in her heart
Or the invisible bandages
That keep her from coming apart
The devastated diva
Steps in stilettos on high
On her face is a smile
In her heart a deep sigh
Her bag is soft Italian leather
She rocks cute trinkets of gold
Appears much younger than her age
But inside… she feels old
The devastated diva
Has been lonely so long
She wants to sing about love
But forgets the words to the song
She’s been abused and neglected
Her own bad choices- she’s surmised
No longer has great expectations
And has yet to be surprised
But in the meantime she keeps it moving
Keeps working the ‘all together’ act
Rocks a Michael Kors outfit
With flawless makeup by MAC
The devastated diva
Longs for the day she’ll once again feel whole
When past pains no longer sting
And there’s a mate for her soul
In the meantime
A devastating diva
Is all the world need see
Don’t need to know that she’s devastated
Don’t need to know that she’s me
The devastated diva
Keeps stepping with grace
Cute shoes on her feet
And a smile on her face
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