• make (it) up •

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I caress my swollen face
Trace the wounds I see
Reach for some the foundation
Trying to cover it up
As I walk behind doors
Take out my genuine smile
Which I never fail to do
Thank God no one still
Ever notice I'm breaking apart
Today, for the next day
Up until I think... eternity

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