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Prom.

Faces painted with colors that make girl's skin pop out.

Eyes large and done up with circles around them

Coverup hiding the blemishes that grew out of stress and fear

Legs shaved and exposed under the beautiful gowns

 

Smiles grow on their faces when they see their date; dashing in suits and winsome smiles.

Small flower pins added to their beautiful dresses

 

The night is ready.

 

Legs spin around and around as they twirl, smiles in motions and hearts race.

Sweat lingers down their faces as their laughs grow more.

 

The night is ablaze.

Everyone is smiling.

 

But only one question lingers,

"May I have this dance?"

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Written by
xoavey
24 / F / American
Published
Apr 3, 2014
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13·107
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my junior prom is tomorrow, wow.

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