Black eye liner and lipstick, brush skin gently, red, blue, green, memories flowing from dreaming waterfalls of soul. Forget me nots and what if's. black eyeliner, day old hair, feeling the friction of what may be. begging, pleading, longing to breathe, yet how can one breathe when one is unsure. Lips painted red at the bid of another, to early
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