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Red and White Nylon
Terror so concealed
Its fighting for the dominance of her sight.
Her eyes stretching wide and full like plates being spun on sticks
The ferocity provoking her doings
The tempted cat in fracturing words testing if she would cross a line.
A nose curled up with a snarl of a desperate animal.
Her freckles on the bridge.
Her doings belong in a circus.
A high-pitched tent with of unexplainable show cowering behind a fee.
Frantic air being pulled into lungs like performers on a slack tightrope.
Blood rushing to her head from the screaming audience.
Will she give up already? This act has gone too far.
Fear fuels the unforgivable anger like gas fueling the flying torches. There's no refunds for watching this performance.
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Nali Mc
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