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Jul 2015
she
she tells me to look at these dolls
she tells me to worship them

she screams at me when it's too much
she screams at me when it's wrong
she screams at me

she says that i look hideous
i look like a number 10
when i am a number 8

she tells me to go lower
she tells me that she's my true friend
she tells me that she's the only one who knows understands
i don't know
i scream
i stop
i can't
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