my mother never met jesus.
my father sleeps with a gun.
my sister holds all my secrets,
except for the ones that arent fun.
lipstick is a mask.
that excentuates my flaws.
i hate putting it on,
because i love to be naked.
i hate my face because it shows who i am
i love showing my face because im wrong and its right.
my cup is diluted with pills that put me out
out of my head
my body
my identity
myself
goodnight
goodbye
good ridiance.
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