Coat it in pink, flash a smile, crease it hard as they roll down, martyrs of pain. "Paws up, shoulders straight! Look pretty." instructs mama. Tummy in, flab tucked in black. eyes apprehensive. legs curled up, I wait a moment or two. Mind travels forth and back. "Is he looking?" eyes flutter eyelashes bat neck turns. He was, or may be he might have... Tummy in, turn away, flash a smile small talk, act busy. I hear his voice a little distant now, get a glimpse as I tilt eyeballs to the side. He looks at me, she points a finger with muffled attempts to hide laughter. Tummy in, turn away, flash a smile small talk, act busy. Mask it up, smooth some kohl on teary eyes. coat it in pink, crease it hard, stroke your hair with a plastic comb. corset your curves, hold in tight. Breathe less, tummy in, flab tucked in black. sit in a stoo
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