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A: Your head is inflated.

B: Don't be fooled. It's nothing more than thick skin. The inside has been hollowed.

A: Very well then. Could you, might be, one of a kind?

B: There is no such thing as "One of a Kind".

A: Oh.. In what fashion shall you name yourself then?

B: In what universe am I supposed to be labelled?

A: This one

B: What is it with you men?! You lure us to pour our hearts out to the point we get our voices soft enough, just in the right tuning, level of exhaustion for you to blind your ears and open your arms?

A: I don't understand.. Isn't it a hug you've always asked for when you stare at my eyebrows with those silly eyes of yours?

B: I, female B, Don't know what I want.

A: Oh, but my sweet brunette, I read your subconscious, subconsciously.

B: Then why can't I do the same?

A: I love your round eyes, round face, button nose.

B: I feel, full.

A: That asymmetric curve of your chin is my paradise

B: More full now.

A: Those eye lashes around your dry eye could be strings playing tunes of death

B: Thank you, A. I don't need you anymore

B: Oh A, Your chest looks swollen.

Reviews

[Leon C]

Oddly enjoyable.
Can't say I understood it and perhaps I am not supposed to.
Interesting rhythms of speech that carried me on to the next line.

The only line that jarred and made no sense was
"You lure us to pour our hearts out to the point we get our voices soft enough, just in the right tuning, level of exhaustion for you to blind your ears and open your arms?" I didn't understand it and sadly I'm not sure its a question.