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Hair long hair flows like a river running long and Lucious like the outer space, dark as coal and shines like the burning stars, I can see how it glows in the sun, I can feel how it’s softer than cotton but silkier than the purest handmade lotus silk, I can smell the clean and floral scent from miles away, she’s the definition of snow whites dark coal hair, her hair stretches for miles and miles as if the milk white river itself. It’s more perfect than any other ancient Japanese art it shines in the most delightful way in the golden sunset
Her porcelain pure skin compliments her so well, how her flawless outer flesh always seems to glow, the way the sun glimmers on her soft skin, smoother than the silk sheets paler than any painting in comparison, it always seems to have this silent glow, her and her skin seems to have different things to say, as if she’s made of the most fragile porcelain able to crack even with the gentle waking of the dawn, it praises her eyes and her face with the warmth of the sunrise, it sheds away any flaw that appears with the morning glory, at the peak of the day with forenoon its beauty captures every eye surrounding her, the noon sun couldn’t out glow her in any other way even if it exploded into billion pieces, the aftermath of day and her skin is like the golden hour in the afternoon like shimmering light soaring into the sky, as the dusk and dust of the day land on her skin, the cocoon of her shell remains still reminding the world of her elegance, she spares the stars brightening her outer layer into the roaring twilight no outer universe could comprehend the beauty of her face truly magical as if it’s from the evening fairy tales, and legends that only imagination could understand, with the night sky she shines brighter than any light or the moon itself, the Luna needs the suns light to shine, at midnight at its peak it’s the only source of comfort and elegance with a hint of amusement in its eyes, but after witnessing her full and pink lips, not dull but lovely bunny tongue pink lips. Her charcoal black hair that outshines the Nile river. Her handmade porcelain doll skin. her magnetic of not hypnotic warmth that could burn the world down if you stare too long. Her big and doe eyes that just commands attention everywhere you go, the алаг black eyes you can’t, you mustn’t pull away from, how you wouldn’t notice if the world ended if you drown in those eyes. The joy and love she brings to everyone around her, the warmth the warmth the warmth the warmth the warmth the warmth the warmth the warmth the warmth of just being near. Her magical sinfully sweet scent no human tongue can explain her warm embrace and the lingering smell of well taken care of lady, smelling like warmth and fresh bublebaths. Her beauty is unmatched by any living atom no beating heart is beautiful as hers, no matter how kind you are she’d always make any person look plain, maybe even an eyesore, it doesn’t matter if your the most beautiful shade of pink or blue, maybe purple or indigo, she’ll make any color no matter how pretty or bright it might be it’ll always look dull next to her.