My lips are dry
Not knowing why
I have something in my palm
And it was a lip balm
My mom told me it is used for the lips
She also wants me to use it, just a tip
The flavor was cherry,
Good thing it is not strawberry
I take a look on the mirror
Good thing my face is not a horror
Seeing my lips that are quiet pink
“It’s natural” I wink.
19.5.14 - Alpha_Marie
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Girly Rainbow
PoetryGirly Rainbow is a poems about girly stuffs... Please take note that English is NOT my first language. So pardon me with the wrong grammars on my works..Thanks & hope you'll understand. Feel free to correct me, but do it in a nice way not in a rude...
