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Sep 2017
I can see the damage you have every night,
Eventhough you wear your make-up as the sun rise up,
The smudges of lipstick in your lips shows how cruel his kiss can be,
The stains of your mascara tells the story of how the princess turned into a slave for his evil prince.
Eunoia
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Eunoia  21/Manila, Philippines
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