While washing my face
I tried to wash off the day
Warm water seeped into my pores
But only for a second
The foamy liquid poured over my cheeks
And the dirt stayed behind.
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While washing my face
I tried to wash off the day
Warm water seeped into my pores
But only for a second
The foamy liquid poured over my cheeks
And the dirt stayed behind.