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Mr. Pure
(Fruit punch)
Sat next to
Ramen noodles-
Eating from
Feldspar: glaze;
Stationed by
Waxed
Eyebrows,
And pretty
Brown skin
That had already
Drawn the
White pencil lines
Across
Eyelids
Who
Thought
Me out.
Of the
Winged
Corners
Of their
Existence.
(Fruit punch)
Sat next to
Ramen noodles-
Eating from
Feldspar: glaze;
Stationed by
Waxed
Eyebrows,
And pretty
Brown skin
That had already
Drawn the
White pencil lines
Across
Eyelids
Who
Thought
Me out.
Of the
Winged
Corners
Of their
Existence.
Published 17th Oct 2018
Author's Note
Real life in fantasy form.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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17th Oct 2018 3:01pm
