LipstickA Poem by ElizabethPretty girls carry pretty purses and lipstick just in case. I carry lies and whispers in my purse. They rattle like spare change when I walk. © 2015 ElizabethReviews
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6 Reviews Added on September 29, 2012 Last Updated on October 16, 2015 AuthorElizabethWonderland, TNAboutI am Alice through the looking glass...I mix my metaphors with barbiturates. I take my mania with a glass of milk and I rarely look before crossing the street. Walk a mile in my mary janes, friend. .. more..Writing
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