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Thursday, 29 September 2016 13:44

burn

i'm on fire but my legs don't work while i have someone staring up my dress
what am i -like this
they don't see me in the way that i am
see me as someone they can reach their hands in
somehow maneuver me into a twisted reality
it won't happen

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