Can't Wash Off This Make Up

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February 2013

Something so strong with the word goodbye,

yet something so pathetic, really mean good try,

proved a nice guy but not the guy for any,

feel so alone when surrounded by many,

 

i would give up anything for one more movie,

laying together watching scene after scene while you move me,

did you lose me? or were you hypnotized?

by the eyes of some other guy,

 

can't shake this pain, it makes us,

until we feel like hurting becomes make up,

we can never wash off til we move on,

until we heal our broken ankle and groove on,

 

shoes on, check; why is it always strange if,

i constantly have to remind myself i can't change it?

cause under such doubt, fear and failure,

we all wear our emotions until we become our own tailors.

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