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By Kase Date: 2003 May 05 Comment on this Work [[2003.05.05.14.29.31060]] |
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The face in the mirror has mascara rivers running down her cheeks staining black upon her breast. Her face is rigid, molded into a mask of the world's expectations hiding the under lying pain. But her eyes... the flaming soul windows showing real rage, true loss... can't hide from her heart's truth. She averts her gaze and looks at the clutter of her vanity, wondering how she lost herself in the potions and lipsticks of life. |