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Joolz

stunningly unique
suddenly beautiful

Her Phrases,

brief

Her Tounge,

fluent
simple like a child yet,
scarred like a mature adult

Her skin,

cooked ivory

the sun could not bake her bodies texture
any more crisp and tendure

Lips,

Succulant like tang from an orange

Eyes,

sharp
like the shined crease of the finest blade

eyes that can see over the highest peek

at a vantage beyong human imagination

Her hair,

Brown like mother earths soil

Her face

Beutiful like first autumn rain

Her body,

envied by Aphrodite

Yet

Her mind

a torn soul
a bitter past screaming to be heard
a scattered rage ready to unleash hell
on any opposition.