unread canvas


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1. unread canvas

 

Like a ghost, her skin pallor; her face a blank canvas.

Void of emotion, but not thoughts.

They are there to be read, skittering across the surface like a steady pulse;

Novels written in her eyes for whomever dares venture near enough to unravel the riddles told to no one.

Like webs articulately woven her thoughts tangle and wither; her lips stitched shut by invisible thread.

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