Found this deep in a journal from awhile back. I read it over again and thought "huh...still true."
I wish I could wash
pretence
off like I wash off my makeup.
I wish I could watch
it dribble down
my face,
dissapearing into my cheeks
dissolving into miniscule
rivulets and reveal
the true beauty behind all
the farce.
I wish
you could be there
to watch.
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