Mistakes
Make-up on my shoulder, painting life all dark.
Tears falling on the boulders, of the city sidewalk.
My problems seem moronic.
Don't you think?
You were crying, and I told you to wait.
It's like fighting, for another heartbreak.
There are no true lies! In a moment that's fake!
Now don't you say you're sorry. For mistakes.
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