Purple Green

I loved my make up today
My yellow concealer blended mighty well
At least it didn't turn out  gray
Don't forget to draw water from the well

I kissed his fist so hard today
I smiled as I touched my bleeding lip
I admired the color in the mirror
I begged the heavens for this day
His artwork has no error
At least he touched me
 ME
I won't forget to draw water from the well

The green and purple looked good today
I'm thinking of having the pattern tatted
Stencil huh
My mother chased me away
I don't think she liked the tattoo idea
As long as I remain the perfect canvas
I will draw water from the well
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