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I like the way a cigarette hangs Out his mouth Crooked Like his smile I like the way His shoulders hang And also I like his hands That knows a woman’s body But mostly I like That his eyes Likes me Though not me But my body And though I don’t like Being objectified I like That he likes me tonight
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Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 5:45 AM UTC
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I like the way a cigarette hangs Out his mouth Crooked Like his smile I like the way His shoulders hang And also I like his hands That knows a woman’s body But mostly I like That his eyes Likes me Though not me But my body And though I don’t like Being objectified I like That he likes me tonight
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Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 5:45 AM UTC
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