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I took off my makeup before I cried, In hopes of preventing streaks. Mascara is a tricky thing. It hides between lashes. Streaks are expressions of my pain.
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Feb 2, 2013
Feb 2, 2013 at 2:00 AM UTC
Mascara
I took off my makeup before I cried, In hopes of preventing streaks. Mascara is a tricky thing. It hides between lashes. Streaks are expressions of my pain.
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Feb 2, 2013
Feb 2, 2013 at 2:00 AM UTC
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