Make Over
A face filled with memories a stranger in the mirror.
A fading image looks at me a sadness fills the air.
As I remove my lipstick I see the endless lines.
As I remove my lashes that hide an ugly scar.
As I remove my blush I see revealing pain.
As I remove my pencil I see what remains.
Behind all that makeup there is a face of fear.
But inside she remains unmade, untouched, unexistng, unknown.
A fading image looks at me a sadness fills the air.
As I remove my lipstick I see the endless lines.
As I remove my lashes that hide an ugly scar.
As I remove my blush I see revealing pain.
As I remove my pencil I see what remains.
Behind all that makeup there is a face of fear.
But inside she remains unmade, untouched, unexistng, unknown.
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