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She didn't see herself the way others saw her.
They saw beauty. Bright eyes. Red lips. And a white smile.
Lies that hurt, Tears that flow
A make-up disguise, with bloodshot eyes
She’ll fake a laugh, and put on a smile
Dawn And Break Of October
A speck of blue,
Entrapped by all my careless wonders
Do touch me here, do touch me there,
Rob me so I am deep in slumber.
