A thick line traces my eyes
I smooth it, carefully,
Making sure it is even.
(its painstaking work, honey)
And suddenly, a suprise, a noise,
And I have wavered from the line.
It is uniquely uneven.
Maybe by leaving the mistake,
Not glossing over it,
I can create a new me.
A me that is uniquely smudged and uniquely me.
Finding myself under the layers of
Gloss, the overcoats to the true base
Of eyeliner and colour.















Comments
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One Mans Terrorist Is Another Mans Freedom Fighter.
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I love you, I just hate you as a person
Friends are God's way of making up for our families.
Ignorance isn't bliss but its better than the alternative
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Been there. Done that. Got the t-shirt. It didn't come in my size.
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I love you, I just hate you as a person
Friends are God's way of making up for our families.
Ignorance isn't bliss but its better than the alternative
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I write on anything, with anything, just to breathe easier.
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I love you, I just hate you as a person
Friends are God's way of making up for our families.
Ignorance isn't bliss but its better than the alternative
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I write on anything, with anything, just to breathe easier.
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