My best friend
There ars so many colors I can choose from,
red orange green purple and black,
shades of pink and yellow and white,
so many brush sizes I can have and they know how to blend just right,
dark pencils that makes the life more of a dark sexy side,
Even bigger brushes that makes a beautiful swoop
i can hide behind these friends because
they are my best friend
my make up.
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