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Dec 2012
I think it's pretty - I hope it stains.
It's all in my head now - It won't go away.
My burning dress - It's running down my leg.
A secret mess - Sugar kiss.
I'll clean myself good.
But it's stained forever - I think it's pretty.
By Aurora (Jordyn K Ganes )
Feminist, old
flynt
Written by
flynt  Olympia, WA
(Olympia, WA)   
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   Jerry and John
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