#manequin
Thin and transluscent
Fabricated sheet
Clumsy piece
Tickling with every groove
Of the winter's breeze.
Its flow was a mirror of her aura
Of her external beauty
Of how fierce she was
Every time she exposes her curves.
Her fake smile was a frown
She was tore apart from her soul
For who she was
A manequin by herself.
(7/2/14 @xirlleelang)
Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 12:09 AM UTC