Bab 5: The Fortune Tell
I mourn my old red lipstick
Expiring from the world
I wish I lived just like in there
Where it was cute and simple
I don't want to escape but to move on
I tried putting on my paint again
But failed almost cutting my layer
I knew I wasn't suited for it
I needed a darker color
I can't stop thinking about my small house
It seems to be my only friend
Even though I am ignoring my real flowers that grow in front of me.
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