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His lips were not hot, not burning with the curious intensity so coveted.
They were cold and inflexible, folded just so in that frigid manner, slightly frowning.
He did not move, arranged so on the robin's egg blue sheet.
He stared unseeingly, frozen hands cramped into a fist.
Neither his eyes nor his skin held colour.
Should his eyes be oceanic or leafy?
Inflamed?
Wooden?
It took three and a half days to paint the statue.

Created: Feb 14, 2012

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