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Jun 2014
As a Feminist
I am suppose
To burn all bras
Cut all that represses
Me, but I
Keep my bra close to
My heart. to keep
Myself bound, to keep
Myself from falling apart
To make sure it is not
Brutally pulled off
By another, again.

So when I slept
In your room I
Couldn't bring myself
To take my bra off
And woke up
The next morning
With a tight pain
In my chest.
Written by
Vitis Lio
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