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mine & hers
Monday, November 07, 2005
11:01 PM

Note on A Mirror..

With red lipstick..

There are words with lipstick on a mirror that reflects yourself. Like a blood on you and the world that you face. It's a note on a mirror that has long gone, singing in a tone:

love me when I'm sad
love me when I'm bad
that kind of love, I'm searching for
that kind of person, I adore

Then it's erased, what a waste..

Sometimes I write back: 'wishing you alright'
~Mia

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