I look so pretty.
my eyes bluer than the seas they cry
my cheeks brushed rosy against pale skin
my lips plump from anxious biting
I look so happy.
my eyes intense in soft submission
my cheeks stained with pure, unholy regret
my lips sewn shut while exposing open wounds
I look so brave.
my eyes big with visions of lost dreams
my cheeks crinkled from sleepless streaks
my lips fiercely set into sweet defeat
I may be pretty.
I might be happy.
I could be brave.
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