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Feb 2020
rouge applied to graying lips
chipped polish reveals the blue crescents on her nails
that match the ones beneath her eyes
her empty
empty eyes
match
her empty
empty thoughts
hollow
is what she wants
but it never occurs to her
that maybe she already is
Written by
isla  17/F/erdbeerfelder
(17/F/erdbeerfelder)   
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       basil, ---, abigail l, Rogues Gallery and Perry
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