There were still pieces of you on my face…

and I wasn’t even crying.

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FOUND YOUR TEXT INSIDE MY BRUSH

WORE YOUR NAME LIKE SMUDGED BLUSH

YOUR PROMISE FELL OFF WITH MY BASE

AND LANDED SOMEWHERE NEAR MY FACE

I CLEANED YOU OUT IN FOUR WHITE TOWELS

BUT YOU CAME BACK LIKE BACKUP VOWELS

YOU GHOSTED ME IN LIP GLOSS PINK

NOW YOU’RE STARING FROM THE SINK

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LASHES IN THE SINK, AND I DON’T MISS YOU

WIPED YOU OFF IN SHADES THAT DON’T FIT YOU

POWDERED MY REGRETS IN LIGHT

LEFT YOUR SORRY IN THE NIGHT

EYES ARE CLEAN, I SEE THE TRICK

YOU ONLY STAYED TO WATCH ME SLICK

BUT NOW I SHINE WITHOUT THE STAGE

AND YOU’RE JUST GLITTER IN A DRAIN

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YOU SAID I LOOKED “LIKE A PAINTING”

I SAID “SO DO WOUNDS.”

I SWEPT YOU OUT WITH THE BROKEN BRUSHES

AND YOU STILL MAKE ROOM IN MY RUINS

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You were waterproof.

But not me.

I was washable.