Smooth out the glossy locks and the rows of ivory.
Sit this way, stand that way.
Follow the puppeteer.
The light-- too much; the shadows-- not enough.
Chiaroscuro profile at broken angles.
Pretty, pretty girl with the bright eyes and flawless mocha skin
Bury your troubles, hide away your thoughts
Tonight you no longer have your strings cut.
Created: Mar 12, 2012StreetFuryX Document Media