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late at night
in the dark
i do not relax
never for an instant
mascara free
eyes bare
naked lips
hair flat
brushed out
worn out
and i am not
comfortable this
way in this skin
a bit too pale
a bit too dark
a bit too soft
stretched too thin
face too round
hips too wide
hands too big
nose too short
eyes not as deep
as they used to be
and i think if
only this
if only you
could see me in that
one split second
where i've caught my
eye and thought