My Smack of Color

     I can't live without my lipstick

The same way I cannot live without lips

     My face would be incomplete

And my social life would fall apart

     How awful would that be?

To lose your lips, but worse

     To lose your lipstick.

 

                                                                         Makaiya

                                                         

                          

 

                                                                           

This poem is about: 
Me

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