Every morning I look my best.
Brush my hair, teeth, and even put on a decent dress.
Sometimes I spray on my fancy perfume.
So I don't smell like I just popped out of the womb.
Putting on makeup is a drag
Maybe a fake smile will hide the dark bags
I bought this new shaving cream at the store
I get in the shower and realized
Who am I shaving for?- The Girl with the Hairy Legs
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Passionate Poem Of Powerful Feelings
PoetrySeries of poems I wrote when time seems to go on forever...