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bright make-up on your face
tells unpleasant things,
all about yesterday's
fifty thousand sins,
all about your boyfriend.
but these all were to end
when the morning came
there were no more games

you were blinded by the lights,
all the possible delights.
today you see these all
but you won't make a call
there were million careless days
the days to try the lovely ways
of being like a stone
of being so alone

and the morning is mild
but it's not for you
yesterday was so wild
and you were untrue
you're just trying to get
it inside your head
but you won't succeed
because there's no need

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