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By RetroCherryRed

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it hurts me that i could be fooled so easily by your plastic sincerity by your strategically placed tears for me why do you cage yourself up in high heels and make up? your diet smoothie needs to be shaken up why dont you see yourself for who you are wake up see all the time that trying to be the same takes up i dont know about you but i need to fly i have no acrylic tears to cry now i see through that cut and paste smile i want to shatter you denial why do you mask your face just once leave the house without your make-up case he doesnt love you because your bra is lace or because of the way your edible body oil tastes just give up the act because he'll always love the fact that you love him back not that you have a prada backpack Written April 1st, 2002 © on Apr 01 2002 11:26 AM PST   0 • 18 • 10

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