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Moisture stings behind my toasted caramel eyes,

Tears fall, streaming down my flaming red cheeks,

As black mascara weaves with the salt water and stains my porcelain skin.

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  • JToddUnderhill
    November 7

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    Hmmm

    .... I am not sure this one needs a title but I would suggest Gothic Tears. Let me know what you think.


  • Miss Chievous
    September 18

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    so sad and emotional.....reminds me of me. (i'm sensitive ) Except my eyes arent caramel!

    awesome! is such short lines!