Lipstick LamentA Poem by Death's PoetScarlett across her lips she spread A smile of pain now wrought in red Oh but inside she was all but dead But at least she looked okay.
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1 Review Added on June 25, 2017 Last Updated on June 25, 2017 AuthorDeath's PoetThe Asylum I call my MindAboutWelcome to my poetic diary. I use this website to pour out my emotions and as a creative outlet. I started writing when I was very young and have been in love with it since. I struggle with a lot of d.. more..Writing
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