QUOTE : Her mascara ran in streaks<br />down her face<br />lipstick smeared across her<br />alabaster cheeks like a porcelain<br />doll that had been flung around<br />before the paint had dried.<br /><br />...<br /><br />barely blinking<br />eyes like content little suns<br />poking through dark mascara<br />clouds<br />she is broken<br />yet whole at the same time<br />and she belongs to him<br /><br /><i>(excerpt from "Content" in Make Me Take It From You by HL37)</i>