Marilyn Monroe ( honor)🥀

A blonde bombshell, a Hollywood dream, A fragile soul, with secrets unseen, Behind the smile, a hidden pain, A life of glamour, lived in vain. With diamonds bright, and designer gowns, She dazzled crowds, with movie town, But beneath the makeup, and the fame, Lies a heart, with a different name. Norma Jeane, a girl so pure, Lost in the spotlight, she endured, The weight of beauty, the price of fame, A life of loneliness, with no one to claim. Her eyes, like sapphires, shining bright, Concealed the tears, she cried at night, Her laughter echoed, through studio halls, But whispers of doubt, echoed through her walls. A fragile flower, in a world of stone, She searched for love, but found it unknown, In the arms of men, who sought to claim, Her body, not her heart, her soul, her name. Yet still she shone, like a celestial star, A beacon bright, from near and far, A symbol of hope, for those who dreamed, Of escape, of freedom, of beauty unseen. Her legacy lives, a timeless tale, Of vulnerability, of heartbreak's gale, A reminder still, of the human cost, Of fame's dark price, and love's lost. Rest in peace, dear Marilyn, Your beauty shines, your story's told.