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Aug 2019
Foundation is just powder
Mascara runs
Eye-liner bleeds
Shadow’s just dust
A paint-on face isn’t much
It can all wash off
But this one thing can’t
the glint in my eyes when I see you
the blush on my cheeks when we touch
the smile curled up on my lips when I’m near you
this is forever etched-
permanent
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  60/F/Boston
(60/F/Boston)   
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