I drench my face in clouds
I see two eyes, two holes and my lips
Covered by white, my skin minty and pure
Free of any pores or colour
Just cream
My head in the clouds
I dream of white porcelain beneath
But then the rain came
My daydreams washed away
I am now left with the clean truth,
My face
- Q
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my melancholia
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