As the green hits the canvas
Your eyes come into view
Olive skin alive with texture
Coats your frame anew
Could you feel this coming
You're drying inside
The finish is cracking
The truth no longer hides
Don't waste your breath on me
I happen to know everything
I've seen the creature you try to hide
To save your lies
Lips once soft and moist
Now chipped, eroding away
Beautiful eyes, so enchanting
Now faded to grey
I could see this coming
You're decading inside
The character you're playing
Has run out lines
Don't -//-//-
Save your lies...
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