Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Days of Different Shades

It takes a shade of lipstick
To acknowledge me
That we are unknowing now
It gets stranger
We're stranger, once a danger
To my identity
I'm counting inventory
Just to maintain 
Some sensory
Once natural, elementary
Once a wonder from your company
Now more cumbersome to a degree
Searching for the sound of your voice
By choice
That was fully equipped
Fully enriched
Words that lay
Behind that new shade of lips

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