Sad Eyes


Hollywood teeming with sluts, whores and gays

Transies and pixies who hide all the day

High life and low lifers, a saga of sin

A trail of gism wherever they've been.

Sons and daughters, their innocence lost

Chasing the moments whatever the cost

The underlying sadness, driven by fear

Their careless regard that's lead them here.

Filled with searching, one niters and flings

Dreaming of the proverbial brass ring

Embracing a life that's forever unfilled

A weedy expanse that will never be tilled.

Life of conquest, quick thrills and Aids

Lost in a life of beds that they've made

Chasing the moment, a cauldron of ploys

Once they were just little girls and boys.....

Author, little miss blair
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