Oct 2020
Plump me with Botox
so I won’t grow old.
Un-sag my skin
watch it unfold.
Can you tell my emotions
by my ****** expression?
Then it isn’t working,
need more injections.
Tighten my skin,
stretch it over my cranium.
Fill it with chemicals,
shine like titanium.
My lips are thinning,
and the cameras are ready,
hyaluronic acid, please,
just keep the needle steady.
so I won’t grow old.
Un-sag my skin
watch it unfold.
Can you tell my emotions
by my ****** expression?
Then it isn’t working,
need more injections.
Tighten my skin,
stretch it over my cranium.
Fill it with chemicals,
shine like titanium.
My lips are thinning,
and the cameras are ready,
hyaluronic acid, please,
just keep the needle steady.
“We move in response to our conversation partner’s face, and our brain also fires as we move those muscles and stirs the passions. Paralyzing the face is idiotic.”
― John Gottman
― John Gottman
(42/F/Houston)
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