quarte
"go stand in front of that mirror."
she did as told
he stood behind her, holding her hair through his fingertips,
"you'll be perfect soon, love."
and he pointed out what he thought wasn't
beautiful
her hair was too dark.
that wasn't beautiful
blue was, so he made her dye it
unaware of how she was dying inside.
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