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Along with the idea of romantic love, she was introduced to another--physical beauty. Probably the most destructive ideas in the history of human thought. oh to see my mirrored image rise and fade into smoke masking divine faces and beautiful pillows (laced with gold so pretty) in an ***** den my body bursts with imperfections and i can't bear to look while shutters flutter over lenses where prettiness blooms like sunflowers yellow and bright like so many better than me how can i ever match the daisies and the crisp cool shirts that move them to tears? what sandy shore has my shape earned? reflecting pools sing in shrill tongues like earbleed eyes and heart are locked together eyeline to lifeline a rome-born French Connection and i can only look from miles away heavy but Lord was she ugly.
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Jun 22, 2014
Jun 22, 2014 at 10:13 PM UTC
the bluest eye
Along with the idea of romantic love, she was introduced to another--physical beauty. Probably the most destructive ideas in the history of human thought. oh to see my mirrored image rise and fade into smoke masking divine faces and beautiful pillows (laced with gold so pretty) in an ***** den my body bursts with imperfections and i can't bear to look while shutters flutter over lenses where prettiness blooms like sunflowers yellow and bright like so many better than me how can i ever match the daisies and the crisp cool shirts that move them to tears? what sandy shore has my shape earned? reflecting pools sing in shrill tongues like earbleed eyes and heart are locked together eyeline to lifeline a rome-born French Connection and i can only look from miles away heavy but Lord was she ugly.
The italicized text is taken from The Bluest Eye, a novel by Toni Morrison.
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Jun 22, 2014
Jun 22, 2014 at 10:13 PM UTC
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