suddenly I felt myself smiling with no intention
and it blew me away to hear the clock once and for all.
it'd been counting all this time
and now all I hear is "tick tock".
like a mirror that was content
being half clean and fairly dusted -
taking a bawdy pride in painting another
with crisp hair and wrinkled lips;
I make her look like Mona Lisa.
praise her as she's sweet,
her gentle is so mine
and I frame her on my wall
smiling unintentionally.
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Bethany Louise Rose
15th January 2015
@ 10:49 pm
