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It comes in fits and bursts I hide from it sometimes others, I zip up the backless dress, stick on my heels and strut take the knife and sing cut loose swing my hips and forget I am heavier than I should be, remember all the boys that used me used to want me, glare in the mirror and say today I can be better than I have ever been today I am queen today I am blonde and young and beautiful and fabulous, drink ***** raw as burning flesh my mind is a million men on fire screaming and dancing only alive as it is dying. I am a ***** I am a metaphor I am the only one, only me, only.
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Mar 21, 2014
Mar 21, 2014 at 1:43 PM UTC
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It comes in fits and bursts I hide from it sometimes others, I zip up the backless dress, stick on my heels and strut take the knife and sing cut loose swing my hips and forget I am heavier than I should be, remember all the boys that used me used to want me, glare in the mirror and say today I can be better than I have ever been today I am queen today I am blonde and young and beautiful and fabulous, drink ***** raw as burning flesh my mind is a million men on fire screaming and dancing only alive as it is dying. I am a ***** I am a metaphor I am the only one, only me, only.
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Mar 21, 2014
Mar 21, 2014 at 1:43 PM UTC
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