greatest book you never read

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she spoke in italics

and whispered in font size 6

ink flowed through her veins

and letters covered her like tattoos

she wore her clothes like a book cover

and she wore eyeliner like a name printed on the front cover

everyone assumed she was an open book

but they never bothered to turn the page

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