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Mascara Stained
Seems that each time she returns to feeling fine,
He does something to cross the line
Sometimes minimal, but unexplained actions
Manages to provoke in her a monstrous reaction
The tears start flowing down her rosy cheeks,
What's buried inside she tries to seek
He looks back at her mascara-stained face
Yet he shows no signs of emotion, not one trace
Upon herself, she inflicts physical pain
To force herself to filter this thunderous rain
Who ever knew a tragic love could be
In an instant altering from delight to misery
Expectations once set high, are now set low
So troubling to rise up swift just to hit a plateau.
For the time being, she'll bandage her broken soul
Praying that the cycle will finally come to a close.
