Lips So Red
Perfect
She screams at me
Without flaws
She shouts in my direction
That voice perching on my brain
This one in a million day that I am knocking it out of the park
Eyeliner so sharp it could peirce your heart
Lips so red you wanna take a bite
Look at them stare as I walk in slow mo
Look as their jaws drop in awe
Those heels
Eyelashes so long they tickle your chin
I bet they didn't even know
They had no idea I could look this damn good
I feel immacculate
Absolutely stunning
I am absolutely stunning
Confidence is oozing from my pores
Spilling over like a popped bottle of champagne
Perfect
She screams at me
In reply the girl in the mirror winks
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