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โง ๐“ˆ๐“Š๐‘”๐’ถ๐“‡๐‘’๐’น ๐“‚๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“ƒ๐‘’๐“†๐“Š๐’พ๐“ƒ

โ›๐š–๐šŠ๐š—๐š—๐šŽ๐šš๐šž๐š’๐š—โœ
/หˆmanษชkษชn/
(๐š—.)
๐šŠ ๐š๐šž๐š–๐š–๐šข ๐šž๐šœ๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š’๐šœ๐š™๐š•๐šŠ๐šข ๐šŒ๐š•๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š’๐š— ๐šŠ ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐š™ ๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜๐š .

โŠฑ โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€เฎ“เน‘โ™กเน‘เฎ“ โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ โŠฐ

i saw a mannequin.
it had sugared skin
and salty lips.

she stood still and supine in the hall of a mansion,
caramel chocking her throat,
staring without seeing, as everyone else ogled at her.
- but i saw a sugared mannequin with salty lips.

her sugar breath danced with the air, an aura
of scented shreds of sage thrown handfuls,
i knew with my eyes closed.
- i sensed a sugared mannequin with salty lips.

her lips played in an enigmatic smile,
i guess you were enchanted by your model,
but you didn't taste her.
- i felt a sugared mannequin with salty lips.

she brought her curled long eyelashes close to my face,
painting a story of salt sprinkled seas behind my own eyelids.
the caramel in her throat was molten now.
- i heard a sugared mannequin and she had salty lips.
and she said,
"you have beautified pain too much."

โŠฑ โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€เฎ“เน‘โ™กเน‘เฎ“ โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ โŠฐ

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