marilyn monroe
brunette to blonde blue eyes
factory to city

captured silver screen
she mirrors all fantasies
her eyes unseeing

at the end you were
one more candle in the wind
blown out far too soon

marilyn manson
another dude in makeup
scaring the devout

it’s the shamans path
no longer in wilderness
stage spirit journey

dali and diva
sick ****** up complicated
for we are chaos

so we can’t be cured
your own personal jesus
feel his *******

ugly sensual
your sweet dreams are made of this
pale eye compelling

at the end of it
just another made up dude
selling dreams for dimes