Sometimes I look in the mirror and don't recognize my face. I don't know what's different about it, but something's off. And no matter
how much mascara I furiously brush on,
how many times I reshape my eyebrows,
how often I try on my smile,
it doesn't come
and
I think it's somehow something deeper behind my face
that needs to come back.
2 comments:
i love you.
you are beautiful.
and that isn't why i love you.
you are my twin.
i know what you mean.
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