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olivia Sep 2017
i will bite my tongue until it splits
and use my blood as rouge

i will lift my chin and **** my stomach in
like a statue in the louvre

i am the scent of honey in july
i am a cloud formation in the sky
i am a quiet girl who won't ask why

i am who i (you) want me to be
have a good day :)

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