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I looked in the mirror and smiled.
No pursed lips
Nor blank look
Preventing feelings sipping through the mask
Stared back at me
Thanks to you, my hubby, my killer.
I looked in the mirror and smiled.
No pursed lips
Nor blank look
Preventing feelings sipping through the mask
Stared back at me
Thanks to you, my hubby, my killer.