Yeah, I know. I'm sick of them, too. Don't worry. Almost finished :)

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These lips

Rose by name and nature

Pink

Smooth

Fleeting

They come and go

Smiling mostly

Frowning when necessary

Crying all too much

Hesitating far too little

They speak

I do not always listen

I close them tightly

I don't let them

Try to help me

I know not when

I touch these lips again

But for now

This is

Enough

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Reviews are appreciated, not for the interlude, but just for the story in general :)