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The soft edges of femininity, Round, ******* complements, Heels, ***** of the feet, sockets, Soft eyes, soft hearts, soft hands Tinkering, thanking, crossing, legs. Girlhood is enclosed in a silver box With mute pastels and a heavy soundtrack of strings, Strings which bifurcate, dissect, divulge, Horrors, bells, instruments and lush melodies. Girlhood smells of iron, hot animals, heaving, Converging, pin ****** the sharp alacrity of Knowing. Eyes are wet, armpits go black , round edges Protrude into a potbelly, grow and stagnate, expand and collapse.
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Jul 9, 2021
Jul 9, 2021 at 3:06 PM UTC
The soft edges of femininity
The soft edges of femininity, Round, ******* complements, Heels, ***** of the feet, sockets, Soft eyes, soft hearts, soft hands Tinkering, thanking, crossing, legs. Girlhood is enclosed in a silver box With mute pastels and a heavy soundtrack of strings, Strings which bifurcate, dissect, divulge, Horrors, bells, instruments and lush melodies. Girlhood smells of iron, hot animals, heaving, Converging, pin ****** the sharp alacrity of Knowing. Eyes are wet, armpits go black , round edges Protrude into a potbelly, grow and stagnate, expand and collapse.
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Jul 9, 2021
Jul 9, 2021 at 3:06 PM UTC
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