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Lipstick on your collar
A smudge of lipstick
One missing hour
Like curdled milk
Our love turned sour
One missing hour
Like curdled milk
Our love turned sour
No questions asked
I couldn't bear
The guilt in your eyes
Already there
Her aroma followed you
through our door
A scent that sickened me
to the core
In that very moment
My heart was stilled
With unspoken lies -
Our love you killed
Of a lipstick smudge
You were never aware
But for me its stain
Will forever be there
cl-lucychangling
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Created: 12/11/2003 Updated: 17/11/2003
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