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mannequins (II)

i fumble to find belly roles

or skin darkening,

maybe even a pimple or

just a hair out of place

but in vain.

what stares back at me is a

beautiful combination of hatred

and pain.


her limbs are completely waxed with

no loose skin and yet

when I look at myself,

there is nothing but sin.


her neck is straight as

my ugly hair,

veins on show and

her sleekness unmissable.


i wonder to myself,

in this world,

will I ever be admissible?


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