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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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