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TRUE STORY, DO YOU LIKE WATCHING OR BEING WATCH ? MARGOT part 1



MARGOT 

 

 

   When I was a little girl, the true was a white straight line.

One way to heaven, a single flame shining inside my darkness!

How can someone be so wrong, if you ask me…?

The night it happens, I would not be able to tell you the events, even less the eeriest details!

 

If anyone’s could actually still taste something, it would be a cocktail of bitter lies, beauty staring back to the shatter mirror of ugliness, who was about to splatter the celluloid screen!

Or was it the eyes of the needle, peek it boo at me and you?

 

Do you actually understand my monologue, which is all I am, except that little girl?

 

Pieces, puzzles, parodies, comedies, legends maybe? Let push it even further, myth and illusion!

 

Love is the spice to keep you warms to the next chapter!

But then again, there is always an “if”!

I have no recollection of the hours before I expired, you are the only ones, who can put the missing pieces together.

 

Silence should have been my middle name, stardom robbed it from me! Guilty as charge!

The pick of fantasies, so many hands laid upon me, so many finger me to the top!

 

How this could happens?

When all you recalls of your existence can hold inside a box of pills!

Maybe these were the evidence’s, sweet cocktail made of the blood of Christ and molecules shinning like angels’ wings!

I was already unconscious to confess the introduction of that evening…

 

It all began when they found me, lying down on the City Lake, blue lips, platinum hairs spreads like medusa, my name was Margot….

 

 

                                 @2019.H.NAUDET.DIT.MARGOT

Author's Notes/Comments: 

GooD to BE back, took a while to do my mourning, MARGOT has passed away BUT he has asked me and PEARL to reveals the true........................

Vegas Bitch

she was born in a gutter her mother was a whore
selling junk in her trunk in back of the store
she grew up on the street
no shoes for her feet
over time although many years had passed she had every reason to grasp
the true nature of why she was born
she was being bread as a Vegas bitch to work the strip
taking in whiskey drinkers with fast thinkers
playing the slots with the wild cherries
some folk even wondered if she would ever marry
getting punched in the face more times to ever mention
but giving up her lifestyle was way far out of question
had her pimp named Tommy the same as her mommy
he would often work the numbers at their local bar
getting high and then 69 that fast paced world sure did shine
still there was something lingering an emptiness inside
often she wanted to get away to run & hide
she wanted to build a solid foundation with a white picked fence & home
for years she fought the emptiness all alone
then one day she met a stranger on the street
who spoke to her the true wisdom of God
invited her to attend church but she still wanted to flirt
next thing you know her said a little prayer for her and went on his way
inside somehow that made her day
for once she had a purpose to live
a chance at which to forgive
then she spread eagle on the floor to bow her head to pray
inviting king Jesus to come into her heart to give her a brand new start
then next day she told Tommy the pimp she wasn't doing tricks no more
that's when he hit the Vegas bitch & knocked her to the floor
onto her surprise the beating would subside
then a light came into her room in the late month of June
a voice from heaven to seal her fate to come to him before its too late
a full surrender was on her way & she got born again
now the moral of the story is my friend
never give up on God cause he never gave up hope on you
now I'm through with the Vegas bitch renewed
telling her story down at the shelter for everyone to hear
a beacon of light to a hurting world in need of love from God up above