Chaos

by Thane   May 14, 2006


Her eyes are bloodshot from tears
Rivers of black make-up stream down her face
Her sniffles can't hide her running nose
Tangles of dissheveled hair sit on her head
A forced smile turns into a grimace
Never have I had so much trouble turning away
I can't stop staring
Never have I seen such beauty

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