A smudge of lipstick
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
Community Leader

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