Their faces blank,
They quietly study her features,
Bathed in the fluorescent glow.
In **** she is copied
With brush stroke and oil on canvas
Meticulous hands emblazon her
Onto the surface of mediocre masterpieces.
And she stands, shivering
Her body slightly tensed
Under the oscillations of the ceiling fan.
Oct 17, 2011
Oct 17, 2011 at 9:23 PM UTC
Their faces blank,
They quietly study her features,
Bathed in the fluorescent glow.
In **** she is copied
With brush stroke and oil on canvas
Meticulous hands emblazon her
Onto the surface of mediocre masterpieces.
And she stands, shivering
Her body slightly tensed
Under the oscillations of the ceiling fan.
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