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I’ve been wearing my makeup more often and more heavily lately. My mom has been asking why do I cover up my face that way. I haven’t the heart to tell her it’s because I wouldn’t dare cry with makeup on.

I know you’ve moved on and don’t care. You look so happy now. Happier than what you claimed I made you. I should want better, I should want more. I should have moved on. I shouldn’t care, but I do. I put on my war paint and fight, but inside I wave my little white flag and I beg to come home to you.