Let’s make up for the journey



Lord knows

I wish I could contour my life,

Get back to the straight and narrow path I was destined to be on

So my cheeks no longer shine with the tears you mistake for highlight.

I hope my journey is as flat and even as the matte of my foundation

So even in the face of adversity

the darkness around my eyes will not be seen 

instead concealed, and releasing a gleam. 

And the lashes that flutter against my skin will stand, on a whim, thickened, blackened, on the rim of my eye through which I spy.


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