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Feb 2016
Red lipstick
Almost like a trick
Draws attention to the lips
But I look to the eyes
There, there you have no disguise
At least none that I buy
Sitting here wondering why,
Why is it you hide
What will I find
Deep inside,
That alluring mind
Hopefully tis kind
I couldn't take a goodbye
Or another lie
My heart will not die
But it may sigh, then cry
Written by
Joe Morris  KY
(KY)   
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