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Sep 2010
Me
Chameleon blue eyes
that transform to the shade of my mood
cesspools of dark that long for sleep

Lips plain and pink
tight with dryness
crying to be clothed with chap-stick

A nose that screams for attention
large and proud
awkwardly placed on a small face

Skin that reminds me of
Me
Written by
J
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