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The Life Of A Party Girl
Author: Mark Spencer

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She had always been beautiful,
And the center of attention.
The whole world revolved around her,
And developed her pretension.

One party after another,
Consumed the first half of her life.
Until the day she turned forty,
She didnít want to be a wife.

She was still very beautiful,
And had her choice of any man.
She wed a man of twenty three,
And thatís when her troubles began.

Her husband was very handsome,
And knew she was getting older.
By the time she was fifty three,
Their marriage had gotten colder.

Her beauty had all but faded,
And her husband found someone new.
Leaving her on a lonely road;
The kind of path she never knew.

She no longer had her choices,
About the company she kept.
And if anyone asked her out,
Sheíd always gratefully accept.

There were no people in her life,
She had no children of her own.
And because of selfish choices,
Her final years were spent alone.

Alcohol aided her escape,
To forget the path she now strode.
She blamed everyone but herself,
For putting her upon this road.

She passed away one autumn morn,
Alone in her hospital bed.
The nurse could find no next of kin,
To notify that she was dead.

Once she was very beautiful,
As flawless as a perfect pearl.
But happiness cannot be found
In the life of a party girl.

If your beauty is bewitching,
Know that is only your veneer.
Whatís underneath is all that lasts,
Everything else will disappear.

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Comments on this poem/writing:

Megan (67.124.91.241) -- Saturday, October 22 2005, 11:13 pm

Oh WOW! That was SOOOO good!

My aunt Emily fits this to a tee! Can I print this out and send it to her? She really needs to read it. I'll make sure you get the credit. Please?
Mark Spencer (68.120.199.68) -- Saturday, October 29 2005, 12:35 pm

It's where the party lifestyle leads.

Some spend the first half of their lives partying and feeling great. But time always edges them out eventually. Sadly, for some, it is too late by the time they realize they are no longer in the loop. Iíve see a lot of people like this die alone and unhappy. Thank you again Megan.
Newage Caveman (10.230.35.87) -- Monday, September 11 2006, 11:11 am

Enthralling - Life in a nutshell

Mark, I am enthralled by your works. You've got excellent command over the language..Good read.
 
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