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Getting pretty for no one. Standing in the bathroom mirror and the clock ticks backwards. Mascara smears on painted hands and that hair will never shine so bright as it does as on top of a cold city. High in a penthouse but, still no one can sing the sky to sleep the way you used to. So, Let’s continue to pretend we are people we are not, wearing clothes that don’t fit and tucking our wings into our suits.
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Apr 22, 2010
Apr 22, 2010 at 5:19 PM UTC
Corporate American
Getting pretty for no one. Standing in the bathroom mirror and the clock ticks backwards. Mascara smears on painted hands and that hair will never shine so bright as it does as on top of a cold city. High in a penthouse but, still no one can sing the sky to sleep the way you used to. So, Let’s continue to pretend we are people we are not, wearing clothes that don’t fit and tucking our wings into our suits.
Copyright C. Heiser, 2009
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Apr 22, 2010
Apr 22, 2010 at 5:19 PM UTC
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