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Plaster |
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What is it like to have your whole life spent
Being a purpose to obtain men
Who only see you for your skin
And the tenderness between your legs?
What is it like to have your every action be
A subconscious reaction facilitating a realm
Where the eye of the beholder is what all that you are
And what they derive from you is how long you will last?
What is it like to never know
The beauty of pleasures such as a messy home
Where you can toss your sweater on your bed
And lay down with the carpet against your head
Not worrying about the existence of clutter or the disarray
Created by self worth in care free ways? |
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