A tale of love

She had a comely figure which was stem-thin. Her waist was tapered and a pair of arched eyebrows looking down on sweeping eyelashes glared on a book. A set of dazzling, angel-white teeth gleamed as she blew gently on her carmine-red fingernails

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Sold Bodies

I have been to a place where bodies are sold, dead bodies with a living soul inside. I have seen night trading her own beauty. I saw them waving in front of my car as I passed that obscure deserted road. Their lifeless attractive bodies shouted for getting laid but what I overheard was the shrill cry of their soul demanding freedom. I saw corpses within these walking humans.

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