Sharp eyes.
High cheeks.
A large beautiful nose.
Alabaster skin and red lips made for sin.
Saggy tights and patent leather mary janes.
She was his girl.
Not perfect.
Not even in love.
But his.
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Sunday, 21 November 2010
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