Saturday, October 26, 2013

- Last night,
i wore blood red lipstick,
coloured my eyes black
and painted my face
several layers of brown,
i looked like the definition
of angels in heaven.
Inside,
i was tumbling
down valleys
of self hatred
and several years
of repressed
anger.

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