you cant see the decay.
Its undereath the skin.
the cracks are yet to emerge.
The makeup flakes slightly.
the porcelain paint is starting to peel.
The smile is cracking.
The pink cheeks are faded.
The shine has gone from the blue glass eyes.
They are empty now.
A perfect shell.
A perfect body.
Just waiting to die.
 
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