Each time she tried to draw it along the
curves, it kept smudging. She dabbed her
edges & ran over them again & again. The
dusky liquid exasperated her. Happened
never like this before. Remembered, she
held the eyeliner after a long time. In
a desire to emphasize her contours, she
realized that, with the loss of him, she
had lost the practice of adorning
herself.
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