#WritcoPoemPrompt48
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“Will you marry me?”

His eyes could be said strange to me; long, thin, sooty lashes a girl could envy.

His nose was thin and straight, lips shaped like a bow.

Added together, I guess from my perspective he was uniquely beautiful.

I was a girl who was pretty, without makeup and my own hair. With them I turned heads, attracting both bees and butterflies.

It’s just...

‘will you marry me?’

Heh, did he not know that I am his broken doll?
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