A/N: Hello, this is a freeverse collection that Little Dancing Flames and I are putting together, because Flames' computer went BOOM and now she doesn't have word anymore. So, yeh, she's emailing me some freeverses, I'm shoving a couple of my own into the mix, and we've got ourselves a big old fic full of freeverses, and what not. At the moment, we're just giving eachother characters and prompts to work with, but go ahead and request if you like.
Character: Lavender Brown
Prompt: Paintbrush
Author: Imperatrix Nyx
Darling, paint that smile back on your face
Become pretty again
|Hide| behind it all – your smile, your charm.
-And don't let them in-
Never let them in
Because sweetheart, who can you trust?
In this bigbadworld?
In this strange, scary time we call adolescence?
Where everyone is ~changing~
And everyone wants to be pretty and wonderful and lovely
-all day, every day-
And everyone wants to be liked (not loved)
And all that matters is that goddamn s t a t u s
And they only care about whoever's on the cover of the magazines
And who's with who, and why?
It's vain It's pathetic
But you love it {and hate it}
You love the thrill of walking in those sky-high heels
And the THUD in your chest when he takes your hand
And you know it'll only last a minute
But it's long enough
And the smell of perfume
And the taste of your lip-gloss
And them long talks
With those girls that will betray you next week
The ones that stab you in the back
{the ones that you stab in the back}
Break-ups Make-ups Falling-downs And pick-me-ups
Dust your self off
Laugh, like it's all one big joke
Grin and bare it, darling
You've got a few years yet
So put on that pretty dress
Grab onto that pretty boy
And take that paintbrush, and put on your face
{your war paint}
And remember,
Chin up, bum out, shoulders back
Because baby, these will be the best times
{and the worst times}
Of your whole damn life.
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