Smeared Makeup - Poem by dymon sidebottom
I want to cry.
To show how I truelly feel.
What did i do?
Why did you go?
I want my make up to run.
I don't them to see the hurt over you though.
I woke up to atext saying never to talk to you again.
You couldn't even call?
Maybe this will be a good change for me.
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