rouge, all dolled up
ticktockticktock tick
we won't live forever
will we? your usual logic
tell me what do you see
through streaming stained tears
through high-heels pinned eyes
inevitable and too late, my dear
my lips. your tears. my. your. no more.
rouge, all dolled up
too late, love, too late
[wrds: jul 3rd 2006]
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