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14th June, 2014
She is contrite as they march her out the door
She does not argue, nor do any complaints escape her lips as they are painted red, her wrinkled face brushed pale. The kohl slathered thickly, reminiscent of bygone days
She says but nothing, even as he looks her up and down
The smile he gives burns bright, chasing away the shadows
Them both, they can lie
They will say it helps, taking off the jacket
It will calm her, talking away her bending
It will comfort her, seeing her friends
But, he has never offered those lies. He's only ever given her a warm smile
And a soft word
And now, he's offering her what she wants
At any time, she would wonder when he began to question his morals
But not now. Once upon a time, she would have been able to tell with a glance
Once upon a time, anyone could have been convinced
But times have changed, and so when he steps forward
She lets him place a hand on her arm
And he leads her towards the end
... and she can't help but smile ...
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