a box of lipstick lies we hide behind the word bandmate
Category: Poems
Current mood:  guilty

lipstick lovers and a bomb of lies we told our parents

Best friends, lovers our happy ever after 

Lust is for two girls who met in the rain at football game

Our lust ended at the mall kiss in the bathroom stall

Love started when I saw you through pom moms and axed up football player vieing for the American sweetheart dream with the cheer captain 

All I want is lipstick love in the bathroom stalls of jerset malls were we have meni pedis with the American sweetheart girls 

Im dream and seeping for the American dream in my own unconvental ways.

Lipstick lovers and kissing in the rain with a girl who rejected the American dream for the relbeion of our life we told we were gonna live 

Best firsends, American sweethearts as I see it 

Running in the rain to a graveyard with some tea and ghost seeing an American sweetheart dream blow to flames with just a kiss