You,
Yes..I'm talking to you,
Why cant you be any better,
Wait!, Let me make you pretty,
with some lipstick,
mascara,
and some eye shadow too.
But please, I beg of you,
Don't cry again like you do every night,
washing away all my effort,
revealing my true face.
..
you see you through that mirror! good one machan
ReplyDeletethanx macho...I don't know how I came to think about it..hehe
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